What I have discovered

January 6, 2020

is that I don't know what to do,

what to do with my life

I have no clue.

I think and think

but nothing comes to mind.

I am writing this right now

because I have no idea what I want to do with my life.

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ecjdayJan 6, 2020

<p>This is for an assignment that I have to do for class.</p>