Discontent

I have a friend who is an ice skater and he has been all oevr the place in the world and he's really smart andI have spent enoguh time with him as of late to realize something very important. I don't want this life. I don't want the four years at college and then the career and the struggling woman then the getting married and making babies and keeping ahome and doing it all in that order by the time I am thirty five. I don't want that. I have never been sold on a major, my family knows that. I want so much more than just the typical american lifestyle. I want to live in New England and work fantastic places and dance all the time and do crazy things with someone tall and wonderful in Europe and I want a big backyard full of grass for acres and acres where no one can see us kiss on the ground. I don't want the hustle and bustle that is every day life. I want to see as much as I can and do as much as I can because I've only got at most another eighty five years in me and I want to see everything. What is there in Maryland? True it is the mini United States, but, it's so Maryland. There is so much mroe out there, places that get snow every winter, places that never go below eighty degrees, places where the roads are cobblestones and they drive on mopeds. Real sushi. I want to wake up next to a man that speaks Russian. I want so much. I want to pray ontop of a mountain. I want to be fluent in Russian again! I want to buy flowers in italy and oh my gosh I want so much and I can't stand being here stuck in dumb old community college for another minute. It just isn't enough for me.