October 8, 2016
Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody. I'm super sad being on my own. I don't like it. I'm not happy with myself. This being on my own is making me face who I am. I don't like me. Well, I like me, but I'm surprised that I don't love me. I have to work on that level of love. It's a good thing too. Just when I'm reaching the end of my life. I know I'm very dramatic but that's what happens after you've spent many decades wandering around. I wonder as I wander. It's about time, yeah.