a lot to think about
I hung out with Rosemarie tonight. We talked a lot. I need to start putting things out into the universe again, I've been shut off for too long. I feel like for the most part I need to start taking wellbutrin again. My sole reasoning being that I've become compulsive, lazy, and I wake up grinding my teeth and I don't like where its headed. I need to chill the fuck out with Noah. I feel like maybe I'm pushing things which really only makes the universe dig its heels into the ground. Whatever is supposed to happen will happen, you know? I need to find a different job and I need to move out and staaaaaaaaaaay the fuck out.