I am exhausted in my current state. Capturing the theme of my time here, figuring out where to spend my evenings, realizing how real the world is. But I already knew. Though I am amazed as I go along to discover people so thrown together and unhappy, so ready for adjustments and different faces. I wish they were a way they are not, will never be. As I wish it for myself. Stuck and prepared for escape, the cause of secret pain waiting to be felt, locked away for some terrible day. I have victories and losses like any other. And I know this to be true for you, where you are--though I know not how you feel about it.