I'm defeated by my own words, and I'm struggling with imagery, but it's overlapping and then I get mixed up. I need to move out. I can't stand my living situation anymore. It's just not healthy for me. But I'm trying to focus on what little brightness there is to be found on the side of things, which is that in about a month I'll be leaving this place and I get to go home to my country and family and friends and the beautiful T and forget all about failed audition, chaotic characters, gross gnomes, time wasted and leather bags! I can't wait!
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