Even if you have a really good job, you can still feel trapped sometimes. And by you, I mean me.... feeling trapped... cuz all I want to do right now is to drive to Louisville and I'm trapped and sticking with the plans laid out by my organization. Steady, predictable, and at times, as crippled as bad shoulder. Just wait till I'm back with
A weekend of disappointments, and here I am in this hip town in my sweet apartment, all alone... which I thought I wanted. It's all starting to wear me down a bit. I find myself so affected by other people's shit, and my empathy is killing me. Ready for a break.... California, I miss you.