At a crossroads, premature mid-life crisis.

Routine ain't for me, the 9 to 5 is something I'd let go of in an instant. I admit, I ain't that persistent. So I won't be able to handle the rigid structure of what it insists. Or else my soul would cease to exist. The idea of never ending confines intimidates me. I can't stay put 'cause I got to be set free. I need to let loose, pack up on that energy boost, and take charge to charge.