Sometimes I feel… almost trapped here.
I mean… I’m extremely happy, don’t get me wrong.
But sometimes I just want to get out. Everyone I know was either Corey’s friend first or is from work. I don’t know people here. And then when I have a day off to hang out with people, we rarely do. Corey does tell me that he misses getting out as much as he used to… but he doesn’t go out when I’m at work, and we don’t get out when we have time together.
I don’t know.
I need to go back to college.