I sit on my bed all day charting lists of travel making plans of adventure dreaming dreams of change but by the end of it, I am exhausted by all the virtual activity and take a nap.

I don't know another way to say this, but I'm terribly bored. I am also sick of this generation's extended, self congratulatory, inactive existentialism. I am tired of taking a back seat and being amused. But I'm not really ready to play front. I want to be able to write long sentences, sing whole songs and physically move whenever I want. 

My four, should've been three years of college are finished. I was trying to forge a pun on that whole ends and new beginnings thing but my fingers dangle over the keyboard and my brain stops and all I can do is re-use that metaphor of an itch that you just can't seem to scratch.