Grey days, grey thoughts.

I know this is going to be really cryptic - but it cannot be helped.

I'm really down today. Thinking about some of the things that have happened in the past two years - regretting the consequences of these things... At the same time, happy with the end result, I guess..? Is it even possible to simultaneously be happy and sad about the end results?

I keep thinking about what I wouldn't have now if I'd never left New York. And what I would.

Growing up is awful. Nobody ever tells you how hard the decisions you'll be faced with are going to be.