Small world

I'm bored. Today seems to be filled with half-said sentences and points. I have to do my homework, but I'm procrastinating it until I feel guilty enough to do it. My world seems so small. A small world is okay, and it's comfortable, but I want it to grow. I want to see more things, do more things, be more things. That side of me is human, maybe? Always desiring something more. Whatever, someone give me a taco.