despite all my woes, i am finding it very hard to hate my life right now.
i mean, if i dont get into ryerson, and get out of windsor AND get away from my house in the burbs of TO - my life wont end, but it will take significant blows to the head to releave my depression.
yet, the summer, and the sky, and the breeze, are making it very hard for me to hate this life.
"People always say you should be yourself,
like yourself is this definite thing,
like a toaster, or something.
Like you can know what it is, even.
But every so often,
I'll have like -- a moment,
where being myself,
and my life right where I am is, like,
enough. " - Clair Danes in My So Called Life
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