I'm definitely crazy. I'm back with a bout of depression that I find I've been having since college.

Why do I feel like crap? Why do I feel so useless? Well, that is because I am. But it's hard to take that I am as good as someone who's uneducated and just roaming around waiting for alms. What's worse is, I think and know that there are uneducated peeps out there who have jobs!

I see people on the streets sometimes and wonder what they have over me that they can get jobs and I can't. Somehow that leads me to the fact that I'm seriously crazy with dozens of phobias and paranoias that hold me back.

Argh! I can't be absolutely useless! I refuse to believe that! But after all these years of not moving forward and not getting anywhere, the thought is starting to sink in deeper and deeper.

I have dreams too, you know. Granted, I am not the type to dream (actually I'm a heavy dreamer) but I'm not the ambitious type, never really was into long-term plans. And I concur that I'm really not a corporate type of person. I'm a free spirit, a nymph, a country girl if you must call it. Being in an office depresses me sorely. I like being under the sun, not that I go under the sun a lot if given the chance since I almost always sleep the day off. lol. But being out to weather sun, wind and storm makes me feel alive.

So what is the problem then? Well, I need to be doing something. Would going the non ordinary way be considered a failure? Seems like those who hold a degree are expected to be going a certain path to be considered successful.

I have dreams of being a laidback backpack traveller, and writing about my travels. It could be architecture related too you know? Depends if I find myself good at looking at structures and assessing them. Or maybe I could incorporate architecture with history and legends, that would be so cool!

I love to write. That is a given fact. Only casually, of course. I don't think I could churn out formal articles on a constant basis. So that rules out other journalism type of jobs I could get into. Blogging on the other hand is so much fun! Not that I can ever post regularly. Hahahaha. There's not much happening with my lousy life to make a story of.

Well, on a weirder note, I was also thinking that if I've started a family I don't think I can handle being a working mom. :/ (Told you it's weird) But a work-at-home mom sounds really nice to me. :D

Don't worry, nothing's set in stone yet. :D But damn if I don't make sense of my life soon.