Can you tell when I'm having a sucky time of it by the way I write a little less excitedly, a little less zealous with my words, a little more uninterested and crappily? I need more not here in my life. I need more Venice, Italy in my life. I need more little studenty houses in the bright beautiful nature. I need more Greece and Paris and India and Japan. I need more life in my life sometimes.

I wish I'd given myself the option...