I don't know what to write.
I don't know how I feel.
But I would like to write how I feel.
I have just finished reading "Just Kids" by Patti Smith and some parts were so relatable.
I have also been reading some old things I wrote years ago, some quotes I saved... some of them still ring true, others I just deleted.
It's so easy to just click "delete" to get rid (hopefully!) of certain memories, sometimes I wish I could do the same with some people.
I'm thinking about quitting social media, for a while at least.
I don't know (again) if it's going to make me feel better, but I do know that I would like to waste less time on it.
Not necessarily to be productive or anything, just to do other things.
Things that I actually like.
Things that don't make me feel like shit.
I can't wait to go back to my apartment.
Can't wait to unpack, put everything in its place, and most importantly, breathe. Relax.
Something I haven't really been able to do lately.
This is not my house anymore.
I'm sorry, but it just isn't.
And this is probably why I cannot even sleep properly at night.
Wow, these were some pretty random thoughts.
Okay.
Bye.