Thinking about my future a hell of a lot lately. Not so much worrying, more wondering where I'm going to end up at the end of this year. I keep turning the same few facts over and over in my head and nothing much is coming from it. One thing is certain: I'm leaving Portland at the end of the year. There's no suprise in that. I need to get away from the parents as much as they need me to leave. Even if I don't go to Uni there's no jobs in town. It's a dead end. Even the acting stuff is starting to bore the piss out of me.
So at least I've established one thing. Hasta la vista, Portland.