All's not well in Ashyville

I'm back in Malaysia.
I'm tired. And I don't know what to do.
Just...so many things. I wouldn't know where to start. And I just feel so spent. My life is headed some place, I just hope it's where I want it to go. Things seem so different now and everything that could go wrong just has.

Life...is just so dangerous. Things could just go wrong in an instant. Or you could just stay stuck in a rut for a very long time. People can be so unsupportive, always on your case. Picking at every detail, no regard for how you feel.


I just wish, that people would just leave me be. I don't think I'll come out of my room to interact with people as much as I can help it.

Over and out.