I need to get away.

I feel like I'm bigger than all this.
Like I could leave it all behind with no regrets.

I'm going to go for a walk tomorrow.
I'll wake up at a decent hour and make breakfast for me and emma.
And I need time for myself. Because I never get any.
And then I'll make plans, and follow through on them.

Growing up sucks.
I hate how the seasons change.
I want to live in florida.
I cleaned today.
I'm too tired to go into detail about how my day went, but it was awful.
Its not worth it.