maybe i'm crazy

i feel obligated to blog. i claim to be a writer. but, then, i couldn't even maintain a myspace. (ugh) all i've left is a quote i love that no one can read. i just want to write. meme. blog. dream. move on.
finally breaking out of the cocoon that is adolescence. a painful beautiful process. that took ten years longer than expected... but, then, the end of adolescence often emerges as a (the) midlife crisis. i prefer to have the work done by the time i'm 26. and by that, i mean the work is never done, but i will not find myself at 40 with the right car, the right home, the right yard, the right career and ready to jump. off a cliff. i will embrace change at any age and not be surprised when a socially acceptable life is not enough. but a decent life is.
does that make me crazy?
probably. (fine. i'm listening to nelly furtado's cover of gnarls barkley's 'crazy')