still dont know why i cried that night
34 days, and i've just realized that this is quite possibly my last whole month in michigan ever.there is something missing in my life right now. i think it's time.
perhaps i should work less, but i feel like money is the only tangible evidence that i am doing something with my summer. and i dont want money to bind me to my parents like it did to my sisters.
perhaps i should do everything that i had ever wanted to do, but that would leave to waste maintaining what i was building in the meantime.
perhaps i should concentrate on what i already have, but that might leave me with regrets as well as the feeling that i'm beating a dead horse.
perhaps i should stop thinking about it, but that would mean continuing to live like this.
right. i guess i'll see you in december.
reading: the silver chair
listening: bob dylan - blowin' in the wind
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