this rain needs to END. i don’t need to feel any worse than i currently am- and the rain always adds on to that. tired of running- though my body needs to move, because i haven’t moved it in quite sometime.
i miss kimchi. i miss b108. i miss seoul and everything it has to offer. cambridge is disappointing. oona’s got screwed over and is now cleaner and more organized than i see fit. a stag visit to garment district tomorrow, followed by a sean kingston concerto.
it seems as though once your life begins changing, it continues to change and change and change, and then you’re left with a pile of befuddlement, and you don’t quite know what to do. in my case, i suppose all i can do, is read, learn, run, and make do with the situation i’ve got. maybe a vacation is in order… though i suppose this one hasn’t ended quite yet.
perhaps in this instance, distance is for the greater good- and whatever is there may survive (though knowing how i work, it won’t). i can dream though. awaiting on fucking photoshops to develop my shit- though i’ll be incredibly reluctant to look at the photos because i’ll just be even more weary of my surroundings.
so it goes… life is
everything and nothing. why can’t you just be next to me thinking these thoughts and making this normal?