I feel like running away. I feel like breaking every rule. I feel like disregarding every socially acceptable behavior. I feel like doing as I please.

Yet I don't.

I keep repeating this pattern and I'm sick of it. I do as is expected of me. I never step out of line. I do however do random and unexpected things.

Two months.
Two months until I'm officially free. Free to do as I please. Free to run around in the wild screaming my lungs out and making myself feel dizzy. No responsibility other than being good to nature.

I'm a spoiled child and I know it. I don't have a bad life I'm just numb from living this domestic life with no fears and no dangers. I need adventure. Escape.