It's another stupid question that my psychologist keeps repeating. What does he think I am, a wizard? It would be much easier if he just asked "What do you want?" 'Cause that one's easy. Summer, a room full of weed, brownies and cold beverages, and a chill yet handsy girlfriend who's a total b*tch to everyone except me (well, a little bit b*tch to me too maybe). Done. But noooooo, he wants realistic expectations, realistic, tshhh, like that's ever gonna happen. In fact, I don't even know what the hell he wants me to say.
How about you? Where do you see yourself in the future? Can you even do it?