Not sleeping.
Thinking about lots of stuff.
Some strange movie on TV.
Feeling that weird feeling that I have to move...I don't know why...like I need to relocate for some time....but if I do, what would that I mean? That I have no idea whatsoever where I am supposed to live?
My friend who relocated to London says he finally found where he is supposed to be. He has moved three times.
But I don't like London...
I just haven't found my place on earth. Which just means perhaps I have to search harder, travel more,maybe its out there somewhere just waiting for me...
I do like Croatia though...
Anyway, whatever. I'll just listen to music and suck it up as Americans would say...but my sister thinks I was born in the wrong era, she thinks I am trapped in the wrong body. She is sure that I should have been born in California during the hippie movement. I would have been a surfer, I would have played the guitar and sat around bonfires, high as a kite.
Maybe New York? I am kinda feeling New York these days...
I should just listen to music and suck it up.
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