So I am sitting in my apartment and I realize that my future is going to be miserable. I thought I could become an artist a painter or a writer but I am a terrible painter and as a writer I am a hack, even took local in each classes, nobody got my work, couldn't paint for the life of me and they thought my writing was to dark. Thought I could go into psychology but that will take to long and I will be too old by the time I finish med school or get my doctrine. So that leaves me in my current postion Law school which I can't get excited about, and I hate the work with such a burning passion I can't even begin to describe. Beyond that I have been living in this city for about three years and I have made no contacts, no friends, I have nothing but material possesions. I don't see the point in living when my future is just misery.