Me:
You know. I've always thought that my life would end up boring. End up monotonous like most people who end up being successful. Workaholics, but hate their jobs. But I? I think I could be a successful artist if I really strived for it. Maybe I need to concentrate on more than just graphic design. Photography. Maybe I'll continue singing. Maybe I'll actually learn how to play piano some day. Maybe I should continue fashion and sewing. Maybe I should let hair styling stay in the back of my mind, just in case.
Daniel:
In my opinion, Rhode Island School of Design is an excellent school for artists.
Me:
I know. That's where I belong. Not California.
Daniel:
I don't know about your other school in California being so good for that.
Me:
Though, I've fallen in love with the beach and...well, a boy. The beach will be close to me, anyways. I need to let him go. I'll find someone out there for me. Someone intellectual and artistic. Someone amazing. But I don't need anyone right now.
Daniel:
True.
Me:
I feel like I've had one of those moments...where I felt like everything was on the right path.
Daniel:
Deja vu.
Me:
Yes.
Daniel:
Or maybe you just grew up a little more.
Me:
This is true, also. I wonder what sparked this.
Daniel:
Life.
Me:
Yes. But...something in life had to have provoked it, you know?
Daniel:
I'm not sure how to answer that.
Me:
Neither do I. Some things in life aren't meant to be answered.
