I’m having an awfully good life. Like, amazing. I know it could get better. But I’m pretty satisfied with it as it is. I’m swing dancing and doing TKD and ice skating and I’m going to start swimming tomorrow. DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT I NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE!!!!!!!!!! There isn’t enough! I’m having an absolutely fabulous time – how can I possibly be unsatisfied? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME???????? Well, there are only two options – get over it, or throw everything else away and travel the world until there’s nothing left to see. (After that, start on space.) What? Did you really just say that there’s a third option? Stay here and be miserable? No. I don’t intend to live my entire life like that. I’m going to have the best time anyone ever could. I am NOT going to get stuck living an ordinary life.