Being an adult seems to suck ass. It's slow. Nothing really happens. And when it does happen I can't tell if it matters.

I don't want to go anywhere, see the world, travel, etc. Because I know it will be the same shit, different place. I don't want to wake up in the morning, brush my teeth, go see an art gallery in Mexico and then a ruin and then take a flight to Canada and do the same thing again.

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Life at home is boring, too. I don't want to go into an office every day and push some electronic mail around until some thing gets done that makes a corporation some money.

But at the same time, work is kind of all I have, and I quite like it, but only insofar as it gives me somewhere to go and play all day. It's like school but I'm learning slightly different things, and slower.

I think... maybe, I've lost all sense of purpose. I always had some kind of quest. Get into my incredibly selective high school, get into my incredibly selective law school, get into an incredibly selective law firm. I failed at the last one, and I'm.. kind of glad I did because what I do now is funner, but at the same time, I feel completely aimless. And also I always loved structured learning. Maybe I should go back to uni? But I've been out so long, I don't know how to write a masters application, though I've tried.

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I wish I like... was fighting to save the wizarding world, or wanted to catch them all, or had only free time so I could just... go to the sea and read a book and eat an ice cream and climb a tree. But I can't do any of those things? What even... happens now?

HELP ME ADULTS.