I wonder if this city scares me or makes me calm,
Something in this wilderness is so unfamiliar and strange.
loneliness isn't helping here.
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I wonder if this city scares me or makes me calm,
Something in this wilderness is so unfamiliar and strange.
loneliness isn't helping here.
and I wonder who writes the roles there,
who decides who gets what role?
so I quit my job, and I am leaving here on October 22nd.
and I found a better apartment (apparently, the owner was an asshole) in a better place, and much bigger. got a sweet roommate. and soon I'll be gone.
everything seems to be in the right place.
Remember the little kid who used to run to the window in the morning to see if it's snowing?
I miss it now.