hell is what you make it.
i think the city moves too fast sometimes. people want want want what they don't have. and don't appreciate what they do. i've been spending a lot of time alone. or in good company. but you know what? either way i'm completely satisfied. i'm fine drinking with a few close friends. or sipping tea at starbucks reading a book. or freezing my ass off taking pictures. i know i'm where i want to be, and with who i want to be, and i'm just sick of people complaining i guess. money, time. here's a new one. waste time enjoying yourself. and i don't mean having fun, i mean just enjoying who you are and what you've made of yourself (and yourself to come). you have too many years left not to.