Bottom

I hate how there’s no bottom here. It just goes forever. and maybe that’s not good for me I need a box, one font, one color. When I write in tight square posts, you have to say it quickly in the space you’re given. You get to where you want to go faster but I also can’t stay the same doing the same things in the same way.

There are these parts of my life I can’t talk about that keep me in Los Angeles. I don’t know for how long, but I know this is just the way it is. So I’m good with it. I have a coffee machine and three outfits and enough socks to not run out, some new friends and things to focus on, and you.

We should drive and go somewhere.

The first post on here was the start of me not knowing anything about my own life. It was kind of the start of just letting go entirely of having any real control on the things that happened to me. Kicked out, figuring it out basically just losing my shit. Allowing stuff to blow in and take me over, sometimes you have no choice except to go with it.

I don’t want things to feel routine I don’t want to feel used to what’s happening. That would defeat the entire purpose of our committing to this decision, I think.

Let’s stay remote and moving, leaving plenty of room for new people to sit down all the time. I need to switch houses in the next week or so, and I’m trying to figure out where I’ll be. But I like thinking about the unknown parts of this and how that new house will change me and the things that are happening, I like that I don’t know anything.

My friend Morgan went to Warsaw to find love and finish his movie, so he gave me the single key to his house. I’ve been here since I left the place I was before, I don’t remember exactly when that was. I got kicked out September 25th. I’m Looking now at the top right of the screen today and it’s November 25th.

For two months I’ve been floating around. I’ve met some very special people in the process, they’re floating too. I need to put myself out into nothing for a while to see what happens. So far the rewards have outweighed the damaged I caused or the sleep I lost the past seven years.

To be fair I have no idea what’s going to happen, but it’s fine.