freedom at last. away from the confines of stress and all the daily life. away on a bus going 60miles/hr away from that so-called home. yes, the lb- fest is getting a little old, but in all honesty it's good. everyone around is just doing their own thing, leaving each to make their own stoopid mistakes.
there is no feeling like just floating away from the structure of society back home. gone gone gone. four more days till any worry of where I'll be living for the next chapter of my life. four almost a week before I have to worry about being all caught up in classes after my little trek. for once I have money to spend on whatever little things meet my fancy, yet almost not will to spend it. just being away gives me enough peace that objects are no longer desired. the only worry being where the next rest stop will be. the simple life indeed.
then again there could be worry about being there. me sharing a space with two other girls. I like being on my own, it's good. being forced to cohabitate with others isn't exactly fun. I like being able to just let the shower water wash away the pain of the day, just taking my time. now I have to hurry so someone else can have their turn. I like being able to just shut the door and be alone with my thoughts. I like not having to worry who's watching every moment. it's an exchange. there's always some good and some bad.
busbusbus. this is the chamber where everything is just in between. welcome to leaving everything behind.
then there's the sitting and thinking. she haunts my thoughts. every song makes me think of her, every memory rushing back. and every new memory being made is somehow linked to what she is and will always be to me.
timing never does seem to like me. if only we'd met a few years down the road when everything could actually work out. no, instead it's just messed up everything. fun shizz.
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