Is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My parents are being forced out of what we thought was their forever home because we can’t pay for it. So were getting rid of like. Everything. So I’m going through all our old shit. And they’re gone for the weekend so I’m trying to do a lot for them but I can’t figure it out. I feel like this would be easier if I hadn’t just graduated college and wasn’t at such a huge personal crossroads at the same time. Like what the fuck am I doing with my life and by the way you need to help your parents move right now. Fuck. Fuck. Maybe this is selfish but I don’t know.
I just want to have a completely adventurous, passionate, weird life.
There will never be a time in your life where it is the ‘right time’ to do great things. If you wait for the perfect moment or the right time, it will not occur. You have to create it by yourself, the opportunity and the situation.
House sitting is great.
I got myself drunk tonight for under $8 on a bottle of red wine and am feeling a number of things like “I need to write more things down” and “but I feel stupid whenever I look at what I’ve written down” and “I really am glad to be American” and “but there are so many better countries” and “nahh I’m proud to be American” and “wait why is no one here with me” and “being lonely is my least favorite thing I feel weak AF” and “if I was better at being a girl, I’d probably have a boy who wanted to hang out with me right now” and “damn it, I have to go to work tomorrow” and “but wait I don’t even hate work” and “fuck when did I get drunk” and “shit why didn’t I eat more dinner” and “goddamn it I graduated college I can never go back” and “fuck.”