must be the jetlag?

being in this house is depressing. it's like being confronted with all of the things i've been trying to escape. BUT, i know i'm okay now, so whatever. we should all move to italy and never look back. do it for the cheese.

"the world is full of a bunch of screw ups, enough to fend for themselves and watch each other's backs because they understand. i've learned to shake my head and walk away since nothing i found important really mattered, and this new deadbeat philosophy picked up my world a few scales until everything was in my narrow vision and anger disappeared. so lay back, relax, put on your magic slippers and drift away in whatever lifts you higher and maybe some day i'll get over assuming and stop thinking of people in terms of diagnosis."