What's up!?

Only a few more days. So, here's the deal. I'm taking a long trip. I just woke up one morning and was like, "I can't be a barista anymore." My life is just slipping away from me, one latte at a time. And I see all of these people coming in and getting their coffee and they are miserable. I don't want to be like them when I'm in my thirties. Sorry, no offense to people in their thirties. But there is so much more to life then a desk job and happy hour. There has to be, right?
When I was in school, I did a movement piece called, Squeeze Me Dry. It was about a girl who couldn't find her keys. Every morning she would look and look but they were never there. She also had a limp from a really bad cold.
So, I woke up and remembered the girl I created for my art project and thought, "Shit! I'm turning into her!"
No way! I'm outta here!!!!