still

I really hate living in Florida. It's slowly killing me by being repetitively boring. I love my friends, but honestly I'm more than ready to leave and start over. I have amazing friends up north. I want to leave so badly.
Old habits are slowly rising up once again. Thanksgiving didn't help much though. And winter brings back so many memories. I know I shouldn't think about it, but we can't help it. This is pointless, I'm definitely not in a writing mood. I'm at work and I need to do some of that.