Current mood:	apathetic
Current music:	Dire Straits - Once Upon A Time In The West

Naranja, Florida
"Census-designated place", which basically means I'm not quite in Homestead and not quite in Miami. Just somewhere in-between. I think. O.o Then again it may still be Homestead, not that I'm able to use Homestead as my address. Its Naranja, so here I am in South Florida one way or another.

Its usually warm here, sweltering even, today its in the 50's. 54 degrees at writing this, and its eight o'clock. Not not really that cold, but not warm enough to be comfortable either. Like an idiot I assumed there would be other blankets here, or that my thin blanket would be enough. It isn't, and putting on my jacket doesn't help either. As it just makes me hot.

So yeah, an uncomfortable day, fun fun. Not that I know what I'm going to do down here, not that I have anything against Miami-Dade county, but I am a minority here. Not so much being white, as race has nothing to do with it. Language does, and I slept through Spanish class in high school. So yes, I have no idea where I go from here. What I do know is that I just gave up RW, mostly because I realized that I can't hide on the internet forever.

Its just that to be quite honest and frank, I've never quite had a life for myself. Oh I've worked, had work-friends at least but that isn't living that's working. Yes, work is an important part of life but it isn't everything either. So I think collage would be a good start, kinda place I'd meet people my own age (granted I am late to the party). We'll see.

Anyway maybe one day I can have some kind of stable social life that doesn't just include my family, not that I'm complaining and I know its been my own damn fault thus far but ah well. So today I guess I'm just going to listen to music all day and try to avoid the internet for a day, then maybe a week, etc. Hopefully I can starve off my need and addiction by filling a useless journal that nobody reads with my thoughts. ^.^