I should be getting myself together
Eating my oatmeal
Brushing my teeth
Packing my lunch
Going into the office

To the cubicle that smothers me
But pays the bills

Instead

I’m reading Mark Jenkins
Wishing I was a writer and adventurer

I long to be both

Truth

I am too scared to write
Too scared to build my life around travel

I believe if I don’t use my degree
Don’t build a stable life
I will be a failure

Worse

I will disappoint

Just one of the many misconceptions
I once lived by