“What is outside is also inside; and what is not outside man is not inside. The outer and the inner are one thing, one constellation, one influence, one concordance, one duration… one fruit”
-Robert Moss, DreamGates
Am i being stubborn and prideful? Holding on to this city like a frayed purse string , hoping to ‘make it’, figure something out.. all at the expense of my mothers tiny income being wasted away at my seemingly endless dalliances.
How do we know what to do upon graduation? We’re young, we’re horny, we’re like fresh little seedlings that have just praire-dogged our curious little minds into the nature of existence. But how long does this ‘figuring’ out time last?
How long do we sit here, hoping for a miracle? Doing the work.. but still similarly confused.