Today I woke up on an unfamiliar couch with a sore neck and heart. Wandering around the old suburb was strange. Things change. The last time I walked down that street I was an eight year old child. I caught the train home early, I wasn't existing. Later, Thomas and I went christmas shopping and laughed a lot about silly things, that's nice, I didn't feel so lonely. I am giving up my bad vices, because I am finding it awfully hard to live as it is. I don't care.