whop whop whop somtimes now i feel like i'm cheerfully watching some sort of joyful death. i'm seeing the end of things. i can see my home town peeling away from me. no. me peeling away from it. it's with a sense of elation that i see the miles grow between me and it, and the path opening up to my path out. and it's no longer a running away thing. it's growing thing. i'm strong enough to stay here. but i'm awesome enough not to. i can see me leaving my job, see me doing what i should be doing... read more
