Sometimes, I'll be sitting at my desk, reading random articles or checking my email, and just feel this intense need to get out. Like there is nothing more important than getting away from everyone I know and everything I know. It's not that I dislike my life, but I am admittedly bored.

It's my junior year in college and I'm realizing that I took too long to choose a major. In the beginning, it's that I thought everything would just "fall into place." I realize I'm far too idealistic for my own good, but it's one of those things you feel better off being even if it's not very practical. By sophomore year, I realized I needed to really start making decisions. And I tried. But goddamnit, I just couldn't come to any solid conclusions. I even took a class to figure out what I'd be good at, what would be my best fit. I finally decided on a major and felt confident in it, but recently I've been realizing it's not all I thought it'd be, but now, second semester of Junior year, I'm essentially stuck with it.

I used to believe I could be happy doing anything, as long as I had a fulfilling life outside of work. This may be partially true still, but I don't WANT that anymore, it's not enough. I want to like what I'm doing, at least a little. I guess what it boils down to, is I don't want to be part of the problem, the infamous, vague problem that affects every unfulfilled person in the world.

I need out. I wish there was some way of temporarily cutting off communication with everyone you know, without hurting anyone's feelings. But nothing important is ever easy.