the world is scaring me.
i should be loving life now and able to go do things with friends and have a job where i work what i deserve to work and earn what i deserve to earn. instead i feel like if i want to have any sort of future i need to buckle down now and scrimp on splurging and sew up the holes in our socks.
what are we going to have in the weeks and months and years to come? what will we still be free to do with ourselves? will any of this frugality be worth it? or should i dine on the best food each night and sip the finest wine and gin?
what about if we decide to reproduce? what the hell would our offspring have to endure in their life/lives? i have plans for those little things.
but i did always hear it doesn't matter what we have planned because the universe already knows.
damn universe.
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