"I leave the party at 3am, alone thank God." Neko Case

I was forced on an unexpected trip 200 miles across Texas and it blew my mind.

Why does summer always have to be synonymous with confusion for me? It's like free time hits and I finally have a chance to think about personal life stuff that has accumulated in my mind over the school year. Yet, thinking implies really assessing the situation and figuring out what it is I really want. Well, not figuring it out (I know EXACTLY what I want) but knowing if it is really possible or am I just dreaming it up?