yesterday.

A kid in class told us that he wanted to get himself a job in a cubicle. That's it. nothing else. I found that disturbing. What if that's where I'm going to end up? At some job I hate, married to someone I hate, driving a car I hate, all because it's what I have?
I started smoking again. It helps me deal with the fact that I'm not happy. Because I'm not. I'm not happy and I haven't been for a really long time.
I bought a dog. I thought I was happy. and I was. for a little while.
I bought a phone. I thought I was happy. and I was. for a little while.
I bought a car. I thought I was happy. and I was. for a little while.
But nothing keeps me happy. and I'm not sure how to fix it.