I feel like the odd one out here for not doing anything interesting at all this last year.

And also for the fact that I turn 29 in three days but am living in my dad's basement whilst working overnights at a big box store and I don't give a trout. I'm happier, right now, than I have ever been. I don't want anything else out of life except for having Huxley be actually in the same country as I am