stuck in hust|atlant|savannah

i've had a physical paper journal for the past two years, and i've barely written in it. though its quite up to date with my life, i'd say i've only written in it 30 times or so. you would think that after a two year span i'd be a different individual who felt differently about life and all of its additives, but i'm not. of course my style of dress, music, etc have changed, but i still find myself stuck in the same position: unsatisfied with life. it feels like i'm supposed to be doing something meaningful, like i'm supposed to be living something fantastic. instead i'm still somewhere i don't want to be doing menial tasks that i feel are overall worthless to my growth and development, not only as a productive citizen of society, but as a human being. i promise, in this journal, in so many words, i might as well have written the same thing 30 times. that's kinda sad.....