deep breath and exhale
some of you may remember this entry where I exclaim my doneness with the world and people around me.
the feelings really haven’t changed. i’m currently writing this entry from my parents basement. it kind of appears as if my first entry to living by myself failed. i had such high hopes in changing myself. changing the way i approach things, and the way i interact with people. high hopes however, won’t buy you a cup of coffee. i didn’t act on changing myself, and grew unhappy.
sure, i did change myself to a degree, i incorporated fitness into my life. but i didn’t change the crux of how i felt.
so now at 27 im down in my parents basement unsure of what my next move will be. unsure of most everything. i don’t even know if i want to continue working on my mba.
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