If I wasn't so self obsessed I could've been a wife and mother by now. It's true. I've been giving this some thought. I care about my narrative so much that I place things in some sort of made-up timeline. I have to finish this before I start with that. It doesn't matter that huge things like death, love, fear, and reality interfere with this personal ingrained trajectory. I could of just went through with it and realized sooner than later that the speculative future is a trap as much as it is a path.
