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Well so long NY, So long awesome pizza and Birch Beer. My spirits are soaring b/c i'm going back to AZ...My house is a place of depression and lonliness, a place where all my time is spent making it look nice just so i can leave when i'm finished, it's a place where i have to live a half life a life where everything needs to be kept close and nearly packed so when i leave, packing up isn't hard...i've come to nearly hate my house, i dislike it here, i spend all my time wanting to get off the hill...I've discovered every part of the goddamn landscape, nothing new just the same land i've been looking at for 15 years...I want to leave to get away to escape the depression of my empty room, beautiful wide floorboards...fuck it, i wanna leave...