A Desire.

Is it wrong to want to move on? To new places, a new college, a new major, a new career choice, new people, new...well, you get the idea..? I mean, I am constantly finding windows into other's lives online; people who are happy, creative, blogging with Movable Type, and seemingly living life to their fullest. I want that, as needy as that sounds. "Someday..." they say; I hear it over and over again. UF? It's free. Gainesville? Well, "all places are the same; they are only as good as you make it." Do I want to believe this? A piece of me says, well, fine. However, the other piece wants to throw what few cool belongings I have into a duffle bag and hitchhike the hell out of here. I have this vivid picture of who I see myself as, but I can't for the life of me convey that here, or to people when asked "where do you see yourself in ten years?" It all simply becomes a blur. I don't know why I am writing this now. I have tried to stay away from introspective rhetorical questioning; but I simply felt a need. I also need to sleep. Goodnight.