
heading back to elementary school. giving in to something greater. forever undecided on what “greater” is. i feel the incessant urge to do something more meaningful. something more productive than standing on seamless white paper to pay the bills. i want to step out of it all. i want to be remembered for more than a few photographs. i’d like my obituary to read a little deeper than ”gave good face.” or ”looked good when hungry.” i’d kill to eat a whole pizza by myself and not fear the consequences. but i can’t seem to shake the feeling that this is all i know. all i can do. and the more i think of it, i don’t really do much at all. and if “those who can’t do, teach.” well then, i guess i’ll work with kids.
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