Well I think I might just be done with this stupid Island. What is the point of this place? We grip to these grey hills like they mean something, like it matters that we are here, like it matters that they are there, well it just so overwhelmingly clearly does not. They could sink into the sea and we could sink with them and no one would even notice. Why should they notice? Our world here is really not as special as we like to claim it is. There are many others like us and many other places like this. So why do we other? Seeing the same people every day, seeing the same sky and the same grass everyday, resting your head on the same pillow in the same bed in the same room for ever and ever and ever. Well fudge to that. I’m out.
I’ve got options you know. According to a friend the states there are amazing BBQ cleaning business opportunities in Idaho. So I might just go to Idaho if you’re not careful, is that ok? Is that ok with you? Well you’re not going to make me stay because I’m going so bye.