I Can't Fall Asleep To Your Mystery Slowly Blowing From The Shore.

I'm going to do it, I'm taking the batteries out of all my clocks. I'm throwing my phone away. I'm taking a hammer to my alarm clock and the stupid clock I can barely even read that sits by my bathroom sink. I'm gluing electrical tape over the part of my computer that reads the time in hours, minutes, even seconds! Who needs to know the time in seconds? Have you ever heard someone say, "I have to leave in one hour, three minutes, and forty-two seconds." I am sick of being bound by the clock, having to decide what I will do with my time based on appointments and a schedule book of events that mostly mean nothing to me. I'm going to date a freaking musician, then I'll write a book and buy a one way ticket to Venezuela just because I want to. I'll adopt some more dogs from the Humane Society and give away all the crap I have sitting around that I never use. I'm going to go to Costco and purchase every single 8-pack hot chocolate sampler that they have because that has to be one of the greatest things Costco has ever sold, period, no contest. After I find a good home for all that hot chocolate, I'll buy a couple dozen CD's that I like from Ranch Records, listen to them, and then go give them to people I think might enjoy them as much as I did. I'm going to find someone who is in the hospital that needs someone to talk to and spend an entire day with them, maybe we can get some frozen yogurt. I'll drain my college savings account because that's what I want to do, I don't want to keep adding money to it and waiting for the time I can actually spend it. I want to do all of these things now, later, whenever I want! I don't feel like working around a school schedule, a routine of work, an AM/PM function where you sleep with the moon and rise with the sun. That's not what I seek out of life, there's got to be somebody that understands what I mean. I'm not crazy, I'm just sick of monotony.