There's a sense in me that a new age is dawning. Things feel different. Nothing is as it was last year, and what's funny is that it all changed so drastically in such a short period of time. From before Bali to now, everything's changed, everything around me, and something inside me. I'm restless and I don't know why.
Maybe it's because my laptop of 6 years is gone, victim to a rogue beer in Bali. All my old music, gone for the most part. It'll come back to me.
Maybe it's because my bicycle of 6 years is gone, victim to a prick fucker toting what I can only assume is a massive set of bolt cutters, heavy enough to slice clean through my uLock. I'll get another one.
Maybe it's because I my job of 6 years is over and done with. I quit on a fancy whim because well, it just didn't feel like home anymore. And I'm back in school.
It feels good and devious, and she's got something to do with it.
I have no idea what I'm doing.
