I can't shake myself out of this funk I'm in. I just miss home and my friends and my family so much, and I can't find anything like them here. I can't be myself here. I miss being able to call up someone I've known since middle school and having coffee with them. I hate hearing about all the fun activities my friends are doing without me back home.
I wish I had a home. Miami isn't home anymore and Cleveland isn't home yet. I don't know if it will ever feel like home.
I miss being happy.