Labyrinth.

This small paperback book, "Looking For Alaska" has almost certainly changed my life. Despite the constant spelling errors and improper grammar, there is a character, this Alaska character, that I can see so clearly within myself. The constant smell of smoke and cheap wine relates almost perfectly in more ways than explainable. Alaska always knew exactly what she wanted; a way out of this labyrinth that we've all unquestionably settled comfortably into. How did she get out? Well as the book describes, straight and fast like she had always intended, an instant death. However the future? What aspects of this labyrinth did she never experience? As she asserted herself;

"You spend your whole life stuck in this labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use that future to escape the present".

So maybe Alaska Young didn't want her future, maybe she had faced enough disappointment in her 17 years to last her a lifetime. But how could fear of disappointment lead you to terminate any chance of happiness?
I'll never understand how someone could simply choose not to swerve.