I really wanted Starbucks this morning. That alone got me thinking how much I really need to get a job, I suppose because Starbucks is so goddamn expensive, but so very delicious.
I cannot believe this year is almost over. I can't even begin to imagine how different this summer will be from last, either. It will probably be much worse, much less eventful anyway. Ah, last summer was too melodramatic anyway, maybe a retreat to monotonous freedom will be refreshing. Or something. I will probably need to get a job to maintain my sanity, not that I don't want to anyway. Get a job, that is.
I feel like I've changed a lot. Maybe apathy has really taken over, I'm sure that's at least part of it, but I don't feel like I can connect with many people anymore. People that I used to know so well and see so often are practically strangers. But the fact that I care less and less is most disturbing. The same will be true when everyone moves on to better things because they have ambition, and I'm stuck in Albuquerque out of my own volition, with no complaints because I don't know any better.
Whatev, check this sucker out.
I love the fossa.