I didn’t go anywhere to day. I didn’t go out to the park or the marina or San Francisco with anyone or alone. No adventure.

I haven’t been anywhere nearly at all this whole last year, in fact. Google statistics year in review told me.

That’s sad. That I don’t go places. What is a life without adventure.

If I lived alone I would. I would go places.

But I feel like my family holds me back.

Or my disease.

I don’t know which.

Usually I just don’t feel like going.

But in retrospect I think it’s my family that holds me back.


Thanks for reading.


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