Past: Drinking, gambling, Grand Canyon, doing whatever I want
Present: Sitting in class, listening to someone speak the same sentences I read in my textbook the night before, wondering if I start work at 5 or 6
Future: Laying on Mexican beaches

The periods in between traveling are pretty much terrible.
I have absolutely nothing planned that will fulfill anything on my list. I guess in a month I am seeing a live comedy show, but that is about it until December 27th, when I hit Mexico (or Cuba?)

I want to say that I’m not dead, but it certainly doesn’t feel like I am living at the current moment.