Restless because the regretful get no rest. There is no escape if the root of your suffering is in your mind. And you know full well you planted it there yourself.

I can't sleep.
I have nothing due tmr. But I can't sleep...
Been thinking.

How saddening it is... that I threw 17 and 18 away. Two glorious years. Due to a combination of bad decisions, unforeseen circumstances and sheer personal stupidity... Time awaits for no man but crawls exceedingly slowly for the regretful. I miss 07. I can't wait for 09. 08 is turning out exceedingly excruciating... I suppose. It'll all pass quickly soon...

Admittedly. A big part of this is my fault. I allowed this mess to happen. I took active steps to make it happen... And now I feel like I want to hit the rewind button and start over... Another chance. Another beginning.

This is why I need to leave.

Musing's done. I'm sorry if I made no sense.

"Hey. It's gonna be-"
"I know. Thanks".