I write in between staring at walls and trying to decide what I should be doing with myself other than staring at walls.

I have successfully avoided school for a while. I have an unhealthy obsession with Arcade Fire, my record player, and dead trees. I feel like my life is stuck in a not-very-interesting loop, and would very much like to move to London, eat fish and chips all day and own a dog named Win Butler. That's all...

...except...

We spun like birds on fire, down towards the residence... I took all that I desired, even crooks have to pay the rent...

You know you know you know it all went wrong! Da da doo da! *Trumpets blaring*

(Deep water... deep water...)