I wasn't in school, i wast working, i was living at home and watching everything in my life slowly turn to crap. I wasn't sleeping, eating, i would have random outbursts of anger or deep depression, and I couldn't think of any particular reason why. it was then i started to think back to the last time I was doing something and having fun. I was traveling then, hitch hiking across California. I decided to leave again and head for Texas, this plan soon changes once i took into account the weather and my inability to deal with such.
One day my friend called me up and asked if i would fancy going to a party at this girl Kendra's house. I didn't much talk to the girl i just got stoned drank her beer, ate her food, and fell asleep on her couch. this was on a Wednesday. On Friday Kendra calls me to hang out. we spend the day together and decide we should take two months off and drive around the coast. We left at 1 the next morning.
We arrived in Santa Cruz and as though by fate i make a random turn and end up ignorant of my friends house. I call and she comes out and we enjoy a quick tour of the town. Kendra then introduced me to her friend David whom we have been staying with last night, cold guy, cool room mates, comfy couch. Hakuna Matata has become the motto on this journey and we have made plans to get it tattooed on each of us to commemorate the trip. today is only day two and i feel amazing, a complete 180 from the emotional wreck i was before. I feel amazing
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