so im back in LA

and now what....
i get to see those who mapped out my life for 4 years slowly fade away
i go off to boston fall in love with it and everything which comes along with my life there.
then i find a job in maine which seems to be teh best thing yet
turns out it took me for the biggest ride of my life.. i genuinley feel different therefore i come here and apparently i act as though i feel diff more than ever.. i act as a visitor.
on top of it while in LA my mother gets sick ... meaning i start thinking about the fact that her mother only lived for another 20 years
and shes been getting sick alot and shes alone def keeping herself busy but regardless im scared and thinking about the fact that i have found this whole other life on the other side of the country

maybe this is just another sign that im older ad reality is hitting me harder and harder

once again sorry about any typos
once again i dont know who im appologizing to