The realization of the lack of personality in this city has hit me yet again. I haven't felt this since before I decided to move to Toronto. I'm lacking real friendships and slowly collecting part-time seasonal friends. Sound familiar? This used to be my life. I'm stuck within my former self but this time with an upgraded personality.
Maybe that's how everything is meant to work. You crave something so badly and the universe grants it for you but at a cost. I received independences two years ago and with that came debt. I had some of the best conversations of my life with a select few people but started doing hard drugs. I lost 25lbs and lost my best friend. I felt the happiest I ever had in my life while deciding to move back to Windsor but my friend tried to kill me.
I need to connect and feel again. These side-conversations aren't going to cut it and my mind will explode if I have to continue this way. It's time to talk.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
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