i can not for the life of me figure out why im not happy. but the truth is im not. i thought i was miserable in waco, so i left. but in reality i dont think it was waco that made me unhappy. its the path my life has taken. i feel stuck in this miserable existence. its the same routine everyday and if you are not doing something you truly love, it makes getting up that much more difficult. and maybe this past weekend something was stirred deep inside of me.
i have a photo of me, my three thornton…
