So why...?
I had a good day at work today. I was always busy, never bored.
I knew that I would be coming to my parents' tonight. Watch some television, do some computering.
I was so unbelievably pissed off from the time I got picked up from the time I got to the computer. I have only one stupid as to why that might be.
Moving will be such catharsis for me. A place to live with friends, watch television without having to depend on someone else, somewhere to use my own computer (once I get one, but I can wait), a kitchen that I'd be willing to use, where I can hang my plants and they'll get plenty of sunlight and water, walls that don't stifle me, a house that doesn't rob me of that shine that's supposed to be in my eye.
I'll have a home.
That'll be nice.
A home.
I knew that I would be coming to my parents' tonight. Watch some television, do some computering.
I was so unbelievably pissed off from the time I got picked up from the time I got to the computer. I have only one stupid as to why that might be.
Moving will be such catharsis for me. A place to live with friends, watch television without having to depend on someone else, somewhere to use my own computer (once I get one, but I can wait), a kitchen that I'd be willing to use, where I can hang my plants and they'll get plenty of sunlight and water, walls that don't stifle me, a house that doesn't rob me of that shine that's supposed to be in my eye.
I'll have a home.
That'll be nice.
A home.