faseplant

My trip back home has been fairly uneventful. Despite the fact that I have a car to drive around (albeit jacked up!), I've spent most of my time in my old house. I've been feeling a bit melancholy as of late. Being back home brings back memories I want to hold on to but make me depressed nonetheless. I haven't seen a lot of my friends for that specific reason. They just remind me of a time when I was happier. I think I may see some of them tonight anyway. I can't let a depressive state get in the way of friendship, right? Right. I can't wait to be back home in Oakland already, but at the same time, I wish I had more time in San Diego. I'm at a loss of words for exactly how I feel, but what else is new? Language can be so limiting.