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I almost went on one today. I was driving in silence, and I felt moved to do so. I almost drove to the airport with my wallet and phone, and bought a ticket to somewhere. Anywhere really. I don't know where I would stay, or what I would do, but there's the fun in it. Why didn't I?
I don't know what intrigues me, thats the problem. I spend so much time thinking about what exactly lights my fire, or whatever. I can't figure it out. I can't even figure out how I feel as I type this. I don't know anything right now.
I'm stuck in this place I feel. I can expand my ideas and dreams to the outer reaches of the universe, I however, cannot seem to leave this room. I have better plans for myself, but I'm too lazy to move.