it's a war

The past few days, floods have broken out against the streets, and I'd like to think they're trying to wash away our mistakes, but then I ask why I'm still here?

In other words, not owning an umbrella is a terrible idea.

This week wasn't much different from any other, to be honest. The rain is calming, but only when I'm indoors and warm and dry and asleep in my bed. When I'm outside, though, it's awful trying to avoid all of these extra obstacles. Weather like this tends to make me rather unmotivated too, so I'm hoping it gets better soon.

Friday was great (house party, good company), Saturday was ok (small talk, foggy thoughts), and today is borderline in between. I haven't done much all weekend, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I'm still trying to hold onto my goals - to be more social, put myself out there more, especially within the queer community, write more, eat healthier, learn how to make better coffee, and buy a new fucking bike already.