Don't be afraid of death.
Be afraid of the unlived life.
The more time I spend alone, the more I learn about myself and how I crave being around people.
I don't know where the root of most of the depressing feelings come from, but I feel this way the most when i'm by myself.
I'm beginning to look for an apartment for the Fall of next year downtown Kalamazoo, since I have to stay here one more year because of the scholarship I received. I don't want to live alone, but I also don't know who I would want to live with here. I don't know anyone well enough other than Emily and she seems concerned for the safety of the area. I honestly am not too worried, after staying in Detroit for two years.
If I can't find anyone I'm going to lease a cheap studio, contrary to what i've just stated above about being alone. I would almost rather live by myself than with someone I can't relax and be myself around.
Maybe i'm not giving it enough time, but the more I talk to people here the more I miss my friends back at Wayne State. I don't feel like there's a specific group I belong to, whereas I can name about 6 or 7 people in Detroit that I'd call in a second to hang out with.
I hope France brings something new.

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