Is this what life is?
So, looking back...I see all my hopes and dreams for as soon as I graduated. I wanted to be a writer, I wanted to get married, I wanted to be somebody...What do I have? A job I hate at a local store that pays peanuts...A boyfriend that I only get to see on rare occasions...And I'm living at my mom's house. Disillusioned, yes. Disheartened, even. But is this what the real world is? Is there something more that I'm not getting?
