The Lack of Interest

I stopped taking pictures, I stopped drawing, I stopped painting, I stopped caring. Most of the time I'm alone I spend it killing time until I have something scheduled to do, like work or more driving. I spend more time in my car during the week than I do sleeping, I hate it. And no matter how long I sleep I always feel like it's never enough. Something in my life is missing, I don't know what it is. All I know is that I have lost interest in everything I ever cared about, all I want is to be numb and not feel so much of this.

I've been here in Portland almost 4 months now, but I want to move on. I want to see other parts of the world, but unfortunately I have too much shit to do, too many responsibilities and not enough cash. I plan on fiercely kicking rocks out of this place after Baking school is over in July of next year. To where? Some place I've never been, some place i want to be. Boston? New York? Wisconsin? Atlanta? Canada?