Happiness is hard to find.
I’ve been changing my mind about some things lately.

Before, I wanted to stay in Southern California. But now, I kinda want to move to some random state where there’s beautiful scenery and woods, and where everyone in the small town knows each other. It just seems like it’d be so nice, and a great place to raise kids. And who knows, maybe I’d find me some cute southern boy who lives down the road from his family and they have dinner together once a week. That sounds really nice.

And another, I always HATED tattoos. I thought they were gross and ugly. But now, I kind of want one myself. I don’t know what I want, but it’d be something small. I’ve seen so many beautiful and and meaningful ones, and I kind of like it.

I don’t know, I guess I’m finally changing my mind and finding myself.