
what the hell happened to spring?!

what the hell happened to spring?!

my night.
(cats on my legs… of all the space in this apartment, ha. at least someone(s) loves me.)
…isn’t that enough?
why is that i can want so many inconsequential, superficial, material things, but things in my life that i want, nothing. i have no ideas, no direction, nothing i am excited for, no plan to get anywhere or anything accomplished.