I've had enough. Throwing it in as they say. I need to leave this place, tonight if possible. A friend once told me she was leaving her ghosts when she moved away, and I never really understood her until now. Every street corner, bar, piece of ocean, all have a memory that haunt me like ghosts, and I need to find a place with no memories.

I've always had trouble forgetting the past and living for the day, because I'm quite literally living in the past. I need an adventure. I want to get lost somewhere and have to stop for directions. I hear there are different types of people outside New England, good people, people who smile. I want to move over a landscape at one hundred miles an hour, surrounded by nothing but corn or grass, just because I've never seen it before. I need to feel something new, because the same old feelings are making me feel old.