Further further on

I'm leaving Brooklyn this week.

What was originally supposed to be a summer in Pennsylvania has turned into an indefinite stay and a headache. Am I going to get out of the state? Am I going to figure out what to do with my life? Am I going to leave my father's home? Or am I going to be everything I promised everyone I wouldn't?

I should be more depressed but really I'm just satisfied to be going. Brooklyn is amazing. New York is amazing. And I wish I could stay and pursue writing to my hearts' content but there's limitations with money and I can't stand another minute on this campus let alone a whole four years.

I came here to study film and quickly realized it wasn't for me.

Oh well.

So where am I now?

At this moment, like I've already said, I'm in the process of leaving. I'm in the process of writing the second draft of my novel, Special. I've put lots of progress and good hard work under my belt and into a small little book. I'm desperately searching for my roommate's usb drive that I lost.

Oops.