before i dropped out of college one of my professors gave us a mini assignment to draw something that we think represents ourselves in 5 years. i personally didnt have a solid idea of what i was going to be doing in 5 years but i know, in my head i saw a checkered floor with a nice red solo seat/couch. i've been thinking about my 5 year plan and can only describe the feeling as an energy. not necessarily an outcome. more of a freedom. a vision
