I want to go somewhere.

This is what I miss most about college. Each year the art department would drag us off somewhere- Istanbul, Spain. I know I was a miserable (drunk) cunt on those trips, but I’ve mostly got past the things which were making me unhappy. I haven’t gone anywhere in so long. I just sit here, existing.

Sleep, eat, read, do essays,

repeat.

I’m bored to tears. I just want to move, go somewhere. Anywhere.