More Than This

I wanna go home. No seriously. I don’t want to be here at my desk. I don’t care anymore. Maybe I used to but now all I want is to jump to a different avenue altogether.

I wanna watch my series. I wanna go to the gym. I wanna have long lunches. I wanna have long dinners. I wanna play more sports. I wanna read my books. I wanna study something new. I wanna travel to interesting places. I wanna have a facial. I wanna check out more apartments. I wanna sort out my finances. I wanna clean my room (or direct the cleaning). I wanna arrange my CDs. I wanna sip wine all day and eat cheese. I wanna do my hair. I wanna write poetry. I wanna shop. I wanna dance. I wanna live.

I want it all. But surprisingly I don’t need any of the above.

Look, I’m only doing this to stay out of trouble to begin with. But I’ve changed. I just want to do so many things with my time now. And this is not one of it.