the end

coming home from holiday is strange; nothing changes at home, ever. i hardly listened to music when i was away, so now i ma back with all of to listen to i don't know what to choose, have forgotten all of my favourite songs and have everything on random, which is confusing.

what else? you look at all the things you have brought back, it feels like nothing. you look at all the pictures you have taken, it feels like nothing. the scary part is losing all of the things that have happened. but that's what happens, we move on, etc, etc. thank god i wrote a log.