Where do you see yourself this time next year?
Or the year after?
Or in five years?
What do you see yourself doing?
Who are you with?
Where do you want to be?
Who do you want to be?
That’s a lot of questions.
So you expect me to have answers to them all?
I have no idea.
I don’t like to plan my life out like that.
It leaves no room for the unexpected journey of life.
The unexpected journey of life?
That’s what I said.
The unexpected journey of life.
Do you have answers to all those questions?
Is your life planned out before you?
Within an inch of itself?
But I have ideas.
For what will come.
What will be.
That’s not the same thing.
So why are you pressuring me to have answers?
You’re the most put together person I know.
I just want to know how you do it.
I’m a mess.
I assure you.
There’s no special secret to being me.
And even if there were, you wouldn’t want it.
I just think it’d be nice to be someone else.
Every now and then.
And you’re a pretty great someone else.
We all feel that way.
The grass is always greener and all that.
You’re doing great.
And if I could see myself somewhere or with someone in the future…
It’d be with you.
Learning from you.