I can hardly sleep for this feeling that every thing's just not right, and that I've spent so long just letting that turn into this. I've spent so long avoiding what I want to do that now I'm terrified of even starting. And I still just want to run away like NYC could solve all it all.
I don't even know anyone there? Or how the streets work? Or where you'd even get the best pizza! But that's all I want to go and find out, not what groups will take me on part time...