Sometimes, I feel fortunate because I don’t have anyone in my backpack that I need to carry. I can go anywhere I want to go. Start new anywhere, whenever.
Sometimes, I put stuff in my own backpack to weigh myself down, because I am alone wherever I go. Slow myself down so that maybe someone will hop on before my life starts speeding again.
I wonder what my purpose is in life. The truth is, I never really know other than the things I keep putting in my backpack.
Yes, I just watch “Up In The Air” again.