it's around this time of year, season, semester where i get flashes of leaving everything behind in pursuit of solitary travels, oceans, rocks with barnacles on them, food i never consider trying, people i always want to talk to but never end up getting brave enough to, etc etc.
that or drinking to the point of absolute stupidity.
as i sit amongst a rather heavy feast of knowledge and research surrounding me at every single angle, i don't feel like doing anything. i could pick a paper topic that i was absolutely passionate about yet when the time came to write it, i couldn't give a good god damn about it.
that's where i'm at now.
my life is an endless cycle of repetition and i'm sick of going through the same motions every day. i'm sick of having the same fights every fight and i'm honestly so incredibly tired of having my future predicted onto me by my family.
on top of this sense of caged possibilities due to school work i have no interest in doing, it's fucking windy. not just breezy, but gusting so that you can't breathe windy. it's allergy season and instead of rain i got snow. instead of rain i got wind. trees are budding in vancouver and i got snow.
i'm being a big stupid baby today and i'm sick of always having it come down to this.
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