I think a lot about the day and age we live in. It's pretty depressing. Which is why I'm changing the subject. Haha. Anyways, I've been battling depression lately. It kinda sucks. I know for a fact anyone (if anyone) reads this doesn't know me, so I will say that it's because of family and my distance I feel from them. Maybe it is just me, but I feel it. And I've felt it before. And as long as I focus on it, I feel kind of worried of what will happen. Especially because nobody will listen to me. Oh well, right?
So, this weekend, I have the whole house to myself. It sucks. At first, it's exciting because I have alone time, but on the other hand, it's depressing because I'm alone. My mind goes crazy and I start hearing noises in the house. Like the floor creaking and the walls vibrating. Anyways, I hate the state my mind is in. I'm focused so much on the past. Like in 2003. When I was 17. I got Manhunt. What a great game. I remember going to Boulder City with Joe and Adam and Pops to get a Christmas tree. And I just remember thinking of the game when I was walking around looking at trees. We walked across the street to look at tools and stuff in this huge tent with discounted tools and goods.
Anyways, It was times like those I cherish. It's weird because I try to see that from another point of view. I think that if I told someone that, they'd think I was weird or something. But, in all honesty...that's what was going on in my life. I wasn't going out to parties and hanging out with all these people. I was home..alone..playing video games like GTA and Manhunt. And those memories I hold very close to me.