Everyone's going places. I don't mean physically, even though in most cases that holds true. I mean they are getting the shit done that they want to do. They are working hard to go to the schools that they want to transfer to. They are working hard to achieve the dreams that they dream. My dream and my place is New York. I know I'll make it there one day. But it's at least two years away. I don't know if that's why I'm upset. It might just be that no one is working hard to get to me. They are working hard at leaving me. Everyone.
-Otis (On the Go)