a slow dark morning. I woke up at four again. it seems like it’s raining, the streets are glowing with the night orange light of the street lamps. I don’t like this time of the day. I watched 500 days of summer last night, it is one of those beautiful films. it made me wish some things were different.

I’m missing new york city. the smell of pretzels in the morning, those breakfast places, the parks. I always thought making a decision was easy for me. every day I find myself more indecisive than before.

letting opportunities go must be the worst feeling in the world.