(just got home from a bar so please take the following as a grain of salt)
Missoula being a great college town sounds fun, but only if I was going to school there. I refuse to exist around a college town if I'm not actively taking part. I love mountains more than anything, although I find myself constantly moving away from them because they don't represent progress for me for some reason. I don't know if I'm getting a brain tumor but it just seems crazy. When I'm living in a mountain town I'm extremely content, aside from the fact that I'm screaming from the inside because I'm not intellectually challenged enough. So is it a fault of mine that I don't just see the good I have and be happy with it, or do I continue to pursue whatever it is I feel restless about and drop everything and move again as I've done several times in the past.
--maybe my void rests in foreign experiences, who knows. I think I need to rest.... This was written on this girl Tiffany's wall but I didn't have the heart to post it on accounts that she might thing I'm absolutely out of my mind from my rant and not talk to me, despite how I feel about her.
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