Ever get the feeling your life is going nowhere? Ever think that the best thing for you to do is to go straight, through the woods, through the deserts, look for adventures, and walk, and swim, and get rides from strangers, and sneak on airplanes, and run, and crawl, until your life makes sense. Or maybe until you realize that your life made sense when you lived at your cozy house, slept in your soft bed and had three meals each day. It's not the chance I'm willing to take. I hope to learn what's right, but I'm too much of a lazy bum to do it the hard way. So while I look at the faraway mountains with a hope I could be there, somebody actually climbs up, and when I go to the bed, brushing my teeth, that somebody falls down. And dies. Would I want that? Would I want to understand how great my life is only in the last moment of my life? Do I want to realize how friggin lucky I am when only seconds are left till the moment I hit the rocky bottom. I don 't. And when I look at the faraway mountains, and tears are falling from my eyes, it's not because I'm bored and need adventures. It's because I dramatize my life. Like every other teenager I don't get enough emotions in my real life, so I just make my problems up. Call it stupid, call it dumb. Call it teenagery. I'll just go on living my life like I do. Avoiding everything radical. Avoiding everything that could ruin my life. Dreaming of a moment at the very top of a mountain, looking down, and knowing it was worth it...

And then carefully climbing down and going home. Afterall, home is the most important place on Earth.

P.S."A strange Arab walks up to you, hands you a package, then runs." Does it sound funny to you? I cracked up for a couple of minutes and couldn't stop laughing. I oughtta stop taking those online quizzes.

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