rut.

Days have been going by really slow lately. I wake up earlier, and the mornings seem to drag on. But night still comes to soon and the cold is a little too cold and I've noticed I've been home a whole lot more lately. I hate the slow pace of these days, I hate the gloomy weather, I hate the rain, I miss hanging out with everyone as often. I miss the way the days used to blur together by excitement and summer. I miss adventures, I miss not caring. I find myself having to much free time with not enough interests. I find myself wishing for someone to talk to on the phone late at night. I'm starting to lose it.

I don't know why I waited for Winter for so long. I think I'm going to go crazy by the end of it.

I want to move somewhere where its always sunny.