I had a great time this weekend. I won again in Vegas and got myself a few nice things.

I think I need to go to Vegas more often. No... I don't have a gambling problem. I just feel like the rest of the world is running after me for a change. Instead of the other way around. I don't worry about anything or anyone. I don't feel obligated to do anything. I don't have deadlines to meet or people to impress. I forget that I'm single. I forget that I have so much work to do. I forget that I'm a broke ass loser. I actually HAVE privacy. My brother totally made me laugh this weekend. I can't remember the last time I just laughed at something stupid. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time. I won by a U.H.S. and a bonus. If you don't get it...don't ask. hahaha.

The moment I got home, my heart started to weigh down. Before I unloaded my shit from the car I was already getting irritated with the people at home. Even the computer was giving me a hard time.

I guess a few things in Vegas sparked a few memories. I've been missing him a lot lately. I even found my ring that I thought I lost...

I don't know what I want out of life. I don't know where I want to go. I don't know anything. I'm just going.

I miss the old me. Where did he go?

I'm home again. Reality...meh.