This is it.
I am done with the West Coast. I am done with hot weather, dry trees, and half-naked people. I am done with Mexican food on every corner and billboards for plastic surgery. If only I were done now. I wish I could go now. I wish I could go at the end of this year. Okay, I could. But I still wouldn't be where I really want to be. *Deep sigh*
Perhaps I really should forget college, move to DC, and open a coffee shop.
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so it's obvious I've been gone too long. you're fallng apart without me. you can't live without me. I am your meaning to life and you won't have any joy nor happiness nor purpose until I am back. I knew it.
ReplyDeleteI'll try and call you tomorrow. I love you so much and I think about you all the time.
That is absolutely true. I can't live without you, I can have no happiness or fabulousness without you.
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