Keep a journal

Sometimes, I wish my parents would just sell practically everything I own, we’d pay off my car loan I’d take the rest of the money and go to some random town in Kansas or Arkansas or something and live there for a while. Or some random country. Maybe Greece. Live there, meet a guy get married. So I can say that I did do something with my life, made something of my self. I feel like I am wasting away. That one day I will wake up and think to myself, what have I done? Why has my life passed me by, where has everything that I dreamt of gone?