My brother and I do better living near each other than with each other. So even though I invited him down here to live with me and rearange his life... it wasn't long before I agreed that he should move out.
He moved out down the street... yeah... goodie..
now he's back in Rhode Island. *grumble grumble*
As if to prove to me right, that living there is bad for him, he's been there less than a week and he's been arrested. Driving without a liceance and backing into an unmarked police car... dumbass
I'm not sure what's going to happen with my life right now. Everything seems a little off, a little wacky turvy...
I feel like I'm trying to hard, but if I were, wouldn't I be getting somewhere. I think I spend too much time planning and not enough time in action. I have to figure out how I'm going to do this, before I go blundering in.
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