i am currently lost in limbo with my move to new york. i can’t even tell you how many days i have left off the top of my head because, well, i just don’t feel like doing the math. to be quite honest, i am seemingly lost and confused and everything in between. i am moving to a new place to better myself and have no other plan but to succeed. a lot of things are up in the air right now and it’s scary as shit and i feel like time is ticking and i still have no escape plan but to, well, escape. it’s hard to even describe how i even feel. there’s a numbness that has recently come over me, it’s almost eerie. It’s the calmest I have remained in a time like this. Is this the sign of the universe working with me and letting me know that even though there is a storm coming, i am going to be able to weather it? or is the universe working against me (per usual) and letting me know that maybe the only stable wrench that i had in this plan of mine is not going to work out because i don’t need to be moving to new york. I feel like i need to listen to channel orange, or something. Yeah, frank ocean’s music will help me find a roof over my head and a job to keep me fed right?
