everyday is a reminder

can't move. it starts to get dark. stuck in the mud, AGAIN.. and it's like, okaay 

i really don't have time for this... REALLY. 
okok i hear you. thanks for the gentle reminder, i know that i'm not home.. 
so yeahh okaay cool... 

actually, it's so totally NOT cool. like this is THE limit. i'm done. i tap out. 
i don't wanna do this. let's go home. think i've seen enough. 
it really is quite a sickening, incapacitating feeling.

i mean.. after all,

i wasn't made for here.

homesick.