some days

i wish for nothing else but to be a writer.
to be out of here reporting on things and writing until i feel sick.
to get out and to see the world.
backpack through Europe.
have no plan.
for once, really have no plans.
life is all about plans and sticking to them.
why?
plans are just conflicting with things.
does that make sense??
yeah, it does.
i want to study the human mind.
to know why we do the things we do.
to go and study people and why drives them to achieve what they do.
i just want to be free of this place sometimes.
just sit and write.
and thats all.


ever feel that way?
yeah, i'm sure we all do.