I don't get it...
Where is the rush? Why do we have to fall into this cookie cutter life? Stability... is it that great?
"I want a wife, to be financially secure, and to have a nice house with great kids."
What is so scary about being different? What if I don't care about those things? Is it okay not to know what I care about? What decides whether or not something is "okay" anyway? Society?
I kind of want to just go with the rhythm of life, to go where the world takes me... not where I want to be. I've never found comfort in swimming against or with the current. But to be adrift, with no set destination proves to be the most rewarding. Because if we have no target, anything we hit is success. Goals are just something to make us work strenuously, and make you feel horrible when you can't accomplish them... so why need goals?
Why have expectations? The world shouldn't run off that. Money and success seems to be all that fuels people these days. Well, just the people that bother me lately. I've never cared about either. Frankly, I've never cared too much about anything. Call me ill motivated, but I'd like to be called happy. And when people see someone content and happy, they go out of their way to ruin it... it's second nature. So... I guess I answered my own question. Expectations are something for you to hold someone to, when you are intimidated, because you want them to be uncomfortable and hope that they feel like they need expectations of themselves as well. Set standards are set by envious pricks.
I don't care what anyone expects of me, and I don't care where I am, where I'm supposed to be, where I'm going, who I'm with, and when I'm going there.
Life was made for living, don't let others steer you into something you don't want."