Despite the very real possibility of being rhetorical questions, I'll answer them.

When I had the spark, I was living apart from the world. The world was full of endless opportunities - you could be anyone, you could do anything. I'd wake up in the morning and know that this world was getting better day by day, little by little.

Something did happen, actually. I grew up. Reality got in the way of my dreams. The people of this world don't want things to get better, not really. They care more about sports and television. They play video games, watch movies, get drunk, party, and generally go about their trivial, pointless lives. Even the people I go to school with, they don't care about much of anything other than money and women/men. There's no passion. People just don't care. This becomes even more clear when you read about the causes that people used to fight and die for. People would give everything they had for what they believed in. People aren't like that, we're artificial now. We don't have anything so important other than ourselves. I know there are always exceptions to the rule, but those are so far and few between. Even when you do see that passion it is typically ridiculed. I want to feel that, but I don't think it exists anymore.

Where am I, where do I want to be? I'm graduating next year, I'll be moving on with my life's work and hopefully changing the world for the better. The only problem I see is that people don't change as rapidly as technology does. We aren't ready for what we have already, how can we be ready for what is still to come? Maybe I'm to impatient, but I don't have a lot of time left and I don't see any evidence that would suggest I get another shot. So here's where I am:

I was born, I went to school, I learned, I dreamed, I woke up, I realized that things weren't quite as idyllic as I'd been taught, I observed that as a society we were content at this vantage point because we were afraid to go forward, I'm not afraid, I see that I'm alone, (THIS IS WHERE I AM), I'm moving on without you. (This is where I'm going, I'll send you a postcard.)
*Not directed at anyone in particular.