Jumping the gun

Two days ago was my brother's birthday. So we all went and had dinner and had fun. Most of the way coming back, all I could think of was how much I miss having someone by my side.

Okay. Not that I've ever had someone by my side. But it was all I could think about. That was so weird.

I guess what started the thought was that I was joking about some people beating their wives. know, strange sense of humor. So then my Dad said something about me and my non-existent future wife, and then I said that I would never actually have a wife. Then, my brother joked that would you have a husband then? And I said yes. And he thought I was joking, he pretended to freak out and we moved on, joking about other stuff.

So even thought I am yet to even have a first boyfriend, that's all I thought about on the way home. And sent the whole night obsessing about it too.

And most of yesterday.

Damn. I need a project.

Gimme a break

I think I need to go somewhere for a while. Even if it for a few days. I think I need a break from my life.

To go to a place where no one knows my name.

See what it feels like to be alone for once.

Since I've been off for so long I feel stifled in some way. I know it's wrong for me to think that, but I just think I need a break from my life.

I think I need to grow up a little.

Need a break from being me for a few days.

Maybe that's what I need.

I hope I can do that this month.

Otherwise I might just go crazy.