You're in for an adventure.

I’m drained. In every sense of the word.
Maybe I’m burned out. I don’t know.
I just know I don’t want this for the rest of my life.
Making coffee, working to pay bills, smiling, “Have a nice day.”
I’m done. Done, done, done.
Don’t get me wrong, my job has been great, but
Routine kills joy in any situation.
No more second-guessing though.
I’m where I’m supposed to be.

So the good girls and boys take the so-called right track,
faded white hats, grabbing credits and maybe transfers.
They’ll read all the books but they can’t find the answers.
And all of our parents, they’re getting older.
I wonder if they’ve wished for anything better
while in their memories, tiny tragedies.
They love to tell you stay inside the lines,
But something’s better on the other side.

Here’s to Taking Chance. Allusion intended.