I have all of these thoughts in my head that I feel need to be written down, but when I think of writing them down I feel overwhelmed. I've been feeling that a lot lately. Overwhelmed. I don't DO anything. I shouldn't feel so. But I do.
The something I was thinking of writing tonight, condensed:
I want so badly to just pack up my things, and leave. Leave this city, this state, these people - without as much as a note. Not because I hate these people or this state (the city, yes), but...well, just because. I feel like that's what I need. Maybe. I even think of leaving Punk.
I feel like I've just said the most horrible thing ever, but it's true. He doesn't deserve to be trapped in a hot car with some crazy lady for god-knows-how-long.
Yeah, well.
I'm a coward. A coward with no assets.
There goes that plan.
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