next stop: nowhere

Back in New York. I have driven many miles over the past few days, but in the end, I've really only traded a very tall mountain in Colorado for a significantly less daunting mountain in upstate New York. Also a large empty house in place of my small shitty apartment. It's very odd being here without my parents. I'm probably going to go slowly insane from the quiet over the next few weeks. Dear god I need a job.

I forgot how NOISY this mountain can be. The one in Colorado was so fucking high up that there was basically no insect life; at night, it was SILENT. This one has the noisiest fucking tree frogs and crickets on the planet, and they do not fucking shut up all night long. Also mosquitos. I really hadn't missed mosquitos.

But it is still very pretty up here, and relatively peaceful. I suppose I can get a lot of writing/vidding done while I'm unemployed and all alone up here for days on end.

*twiddles thumbs*