Choices.

It this point in my life, I have a few choices.

One choice would entail me moving out with a friend being kicked out of his home. That would mean I would be moving out very soon. Like very soon.

Choice the second would involve me waiting for my cousin getting a job and moving out with both my cousins and another friend. That means I will probably have to wait another year or two.

Choice number three would be me giving up on everything here and just moving to Alaska. This is the hardest choice of all. I have two major things keeping me here that are very hard to give up; My cousins and my band. My job is partially a factor but a job is just a job.

The last choice I have, the least tempting of them all is just staying where I am. This is something I'd kinda like to avoid.

I would like to be able to make a choice. Sadly it looks like it's not wanting to move away from the fourth choice.

Woe is me I suppose.