Well I'm at a high in life again so I thought I might write another journal to get that outdated one off my page. The problem with this is, however, that I simply have very little to write!
I am moving out though! That's exciting, isn't it? I wonder if I'll be more or less inspired to write once I am where I want to be, instead of here. I'll be out by the end of the week, or so I plan. Hopefully this is one case where all does go more or less according to that plan, because I really don't want to stay here any longer. Nothing personal against most of my housemates... just the matriarch of the place.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm bipolar or some