Come to terms with it

Come to terms with the fact that I'm not going to go directly to college in the next 1.5/2 years. Come to terms with the fact that I won't know what to do after that either. Come to terms with the fact that music might not get me anywhere. Come to terms with the fact that I probably won't meet people for a long time. Come to terms with the fact that I enjoy very little outside of music. Come to terms that I can simultaneously think intellectually with versatility. Come to terms with the fact that you need to legitimately find a job before it's too late. Come to terms with the fact that romance is essentially false. Come to terms that you need to do something about all of this. Fast.