My time is spent moving around, traveling, waiting, rushing, waiting, planning, arriving, departing, waiting, sleep, eat, coffee, waiting, complaining, thinking, waiting… Repeat!
I believe the reason why I moved on my own and back to Long Island was to not do any of those things. The goal was to make things easier.
I’m mostly too tired to function, too hyped to sleep, too busy to think, and too organized.
It is so difficult to be comfortable or whole. I miss my family, friends, and girlfriend.
Waiting..
I’m currently waiting to get to where I need to be, to see who I need to see.
Gosh..
