I want to go to college and study hard and get a degree and get a good job and a husband and a house and some kids and a couple dogs. I want to settle down, be a good mom, love my husband, raise a family, have a steady income, do everything that has always been expected, continue the cycle without question.
But at the same time, I want to do anything but what is expected. I want to travel without a real destination. I want to call everywhere home. I want to sleep all day and write all night, I want to take pictures of everything and nothing. I want to go on a search for beautiful things, and I want to find beauty in the ordinary. I want to roam. I want to forget what it feels like to wake up in the morning with a bunch of things that have to be done. I want to replace that with a new-found sense of adventure and curiosity. I want to follow my heart instead of my head.