The couch door. .
Sweet lord people are just draining me. I have been pretty good this year as far as telling people what the actuality of the situation is, whether they like it or not and clearing up any doubt, problems, etc. So why is it harder to tell someone how I feel? Heh. After being completely content with where I am and what I am doing, I now feel as if it was only meant to last a short time. Where am I going to live? (Trivial as it is). The thought of moving home scares me. I wish I could afford to live by myself in some tiny little Cracker Jack's box apartment, but I have to accept the fact: I can't do that.
I think I figured out why Scrubs is so very good aside from having the comedy and drama that makes it amazing. They make every situation so easy, and with time they show that people can overcome the things that scare them, or hold them back. I wish things were that simple, maybe they are and I make them more difficult than they need to be who knows, either way, I go to sleep thinking about how nice it would be. . .
I think I figured out why Scrubs is so very good aside from having the comedy and drama that makes it amazing. They make every situation so easy, and with time they show that people can overcome the things that scare them, or hold them back. I wish things were that simple, maybe they are and I make them more difficult than they need to be who knows, either way, I go to sleep thinking about how nice it would be. . .