At first, I thought this was a complete “Well, shit, now what?” situation but after thinking about it for a little while I think this is a really good thing that could happen. I can never wrap my head around where I am right now and I feel this emptiness that used to be filled with my dreams, who I wanted to be and how sure of all of it I was. Being here makes me feel lost and confused, like I have no direction anymore whatsoever. I used to sit by the fire and listen to all my favorite music and dance in the kitchen and paint and laugh way more than I do now. Now I can’t get a moment alone in my own room or even eat alone and being alone is one of my favorite things. It’s like these past four months I’ve just been accumulating all the me time I never get and I’m just waiting for a chance to use it all and the chance is never there. College dorms suck and I need to remind myself where I’m actually at; this isn’t “home” and it never will be a home and a place where I feel at home is what I need. Maybe this is the right thing after all.