tomorrow, I'm selling most of my stuff that's worth anything to anyone else. including my first guitar. I'm doing this all to be able to drive down to virginia for a day with my best friends to go to a show to see another friend and one of my favorite bands. maybe we are crazy, but I really do love us.

I've learned that most people in this state are crazy. I'm often told how lucky I am to be able to see so many good bands or spend minimal time in my house or even in this state, but I don't feel lucky at all. this is what life is supposed to be about. I will NEVER be able to understand why some people aren't curious. some people are okay with always staying within 20 miles of their home and never getting out unless it's planned and there's a purpose. I don't have a job, I don't have a car, but I do have a lot of determination and the most intense need to get away as much as I can. I've been home maybe 10 days total this entire summer. all the others, I've been in a weird city, in a stranger's house, sleeping in a park, washing my hair with water bottles, stealing food or just with the people I love most. that's what it's all about. It makes me so sad knowing that some of you are still so concerned about your jobs and lack of money to go out and do whatever you want. you're all in your late teens or early twenties.. go out and live while you still can. or stop complaining and stop telling me I'm lucky. I don't have any advantage.