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it all started friday morning when i woke up and i decided that i couldn't take the monotonous chore that has become my life any longer. ever since i came back from visiting michigan, things have just been spiraling downward and out of control. i seriously haven't been this depressed since well, its been a while. when i was in michigan my best friend and my other roommate started dating. by the time i got back they had formed a boring routine that left me with basically no human interaction. now i can't blame them for this. people change, so i decided it was time for me to leave. i need to be around people that want to talk to me and go out and do stuff, and not just sit in their bedroom all damn night, every night. i packed my shit up after i got home from work, and the next morning me and my cat hit the road. now i'm outside enjoying the temperature change, and sitting worry free in the grass because fire ants are a thing of the past. i never thought it would feel so fucking good to be back in romeo. my home sweet home.