Everything that goes in, stays. Or so we think.
And then, this is me: Just too much, and just too little.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
i wonder if this is what they call "post holiday depression". did i enjoy myself too much? or fell in love with Vancouver? or fell in love with being free? i need to work around my mental representations of what life is, or i'm going to be living in a dissatisfied daze.