well I'm here at Starbucks, not surprisingly so, and I cannot help but wonder, when my time will be here when I can move away. That must be every youthful question. I sit here in my little bubble again thinking of how I can do something about things. I definitely am not in the right mood right now to write about anything, but I must push forward somehow. If I let boredom settle in, then I will start to doubt myself, letting the real world tear me apart. That is why I must push forward, to allow nothing to slip in that will make me self doubt.