Where do I go from here?

Restless, restless, restless.

 

Fidgety, fidgety, fidgety.

 

But instead I'm festering, rotting and anticipating...

 

I wanna be like a mischievous monkey swinging from tree to tree.

 

Like a bottleneck dolphin, swimming freely in the sea.

 

Like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering high in the sky.

 

And I can't wait to pack my bags and say goodbye...