Himself Explained
I am a twenty-one year old political science/marketing student entering my third year of college. When not in school, I have a tendency of doing nothing. Hell, why not? Outside of that, I often write, prose-poetry-music. I suppose I'm fairly lame.
The other day while visiting with family I hadn't seen in ages, my uncle asked me what I wanted to do after school. After the gasp of realization that school ended, I told him that I wanted to discover a way to make money for doing nothing... Politics seems a fair bet.
I am married to no political, sociological, anthropological, medical, dental, economic, paleantonic, grammatical, dramatical thoeries or social constructs. Therefore, I go where best suits me. I question that from time to time, but I make my way here and now. No reason for change at present. I mean, really, what else would I be doing? Drinking beer in a different city? AH, let me just pack my bags and...
I was raised in a small town. One of those sickeningly friendly environments. You know the ones, like Paducah, Littleton, Ft. Gibson, Jonesboro... yeah, your thoughts are not misleading you. I suppose I was fortunate to escape, or maybe everyone else was. Enough dwelling upon the past.
I'm a drinker, I'm a smoker, I'm a... well, I'm sure you know the rest of the song. Some things just aren't as fun once you are allowed to participate in them. Those self-destructive habits that are developed by children tend to be what gets us through as adults.
I have yet to begin a "family" of my own. I think I would like one of those once I'm ready for it. Until then, I'll hold off on thinking and acting as I already have one.