Ok, I swear, this time I'll keep writing!

So my friend Adrianne came back from Russia after being there for a year. It was good to see her, and it brought back good memories. Can't help feel that I'm a little different now.

It's been about 5 months since I moved into my apartment. In some ways, this is exactly what I've wanted; my own space with my own personality. It's got a music study and a little computer where the dining room is. I guess it's a message I send to people of what I deem important; I eat kneeling in front of the coffee table in the living room. In front of the TV, just like when I was a kid. It's the same coffee table, too.

It's lonely sometimes, but this is what I asked for right?