People these days are either scared about the future or optimistic. Then there are those that are optimistically scared. I guess that’s to be expected. The world is full of change, and we are smack-dab in the middle of it. Maybe it’s the overwhelmingly large cynic in me, but I have a feeling that things may not change for the best. But that’s the cynic talking. The realist in me is saying that I have absolutely no clue what could happen and I should stop talking out my ass. I don’t like him, so I don’t listen. The Occupy Movement is important, but things at home are changing to. People are going to school, figuring out what they want to do and some are coming home to find out. I guess I feel a little left behind or left out. I mean I still don’t know what I want to do, and school hasn’t helped. I’m planning on taking some time off after next semester, but I don’t think that will help either. I have thought about being a manager at the bucket, but an important person to me thinks that’s a bad idea. I know that working there for a while can get me some good money. But being a grocery store manager doesn’t sound all too glamorous, but then again I can’t let my delusion of grandeur ruin any more opportunities. I have thought about being a teacher, but I don’t think that would work out either. Oh well I can’t really know till I try, right. Too bad trying includes a lot of schooling and a lot of money that could be a total waste.