God. It takes two days. Not even two days, really. For me to get all existentialist, whiny, and slightly eating disordered. This is what vacation does to me, and I think perhaps the reason I've been in school so long is that studying keeps my goddamn brain at bay. When I'm busy I feel like I could almost be a normal person someday. When I'm on vacation, I feel like giving up entirely.

Been reading Palimpsest, and. God. I don't even know what to say about it, at this point. Gorgeous, a tad heartbreaking. In that quiet, content, melancholic way. The kind of heartbreak you want.

Anyway. I need to mess with this layout for something to do, it's starting to bug me.

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