Right now, I can see myself closing shop on my life. Hang out a sign declaring “Closed for Renovations” while I busy myself in fixing things that are wrong.
Not wrong in others. Not wrong ‘in my life’ per se. But wrong about me. I guess the generic term for this activity is “improving oneself”.
I’m 21 years old and am conscious every passing day about how much needs to change. My behavior, the way I react to situations – everything. I’m being facetious about the sign of course – life is a constant evolution – and I wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s so much I must do.
Well, no use jawing about it. Time to get to work on deconstructing Allen.