winter isn't all that bad. i mean, sure i wake up everyday and think, "fuck dude, life sucks." but then say to myself "well, it's fucking wintertime and this is the sole reason why life sucks, so fuck it, just get up and do something."
this winter is going to be interesting and maybe terrible. I'm trying to stay sober and "clean" for the first time since i started dabbling and drinking. It's been a 2 months and life is a whole lot more boring these days. Winter has barely begun. I'm not sure how long i'll last at this rate.
I'm moving out to western MA for school in at the end of January and the snow is crazier out in the mountains... I'm going to be couch surfing for a minute, mostly in my homies loft. All i'll be able to do is play music, homework, work. And if so inclined, get wicked drunk everyday... which i'm not keen on.
So i'm not quite bummed out, but anticipating the winter is a ferocious killer of stoke.