From the power cut the other day,after the storm.
The days have been passing by fairly quickly. With each morning coming earlier than expected, and each night lasting later.
I have changed the date of my departure. A part of me regrets to put school on hold and spend all that extra money on something maybe so trivial. But there's the other part of me that tells me it'd be worth it. It'll be the perfect ending to the summer.
I hate how impulsive and unreasonble I get sometimes, resulting in actions that I just wished I didn't make. The consequences and people I end up hurting; how selfish I am, bewilders me-- surprises me mostly. I can't believe reality is this nasty.
Karma is special like that. I get most of it back.
It's storming again tonight. We're playing in the rain.
At least I am.