I keep trying to think of things to write here, but shying away with the excuse that nothing has happened worth writing about recently. But really, I just can't bear to look too closely at my life at the moment.
I have moved to a new job in a new town and I just have to keep moving because the ends of the evenings alone in my room are so sad that I grit my teeth against them. All of the people I love are elsewhere, and though I like my job and the people there, that can't be my life. I am not this meek lonely person, I'm sure that I used to believe that I could conquer the world, but now it seems as though getting by has become enough.
I can't think of a way to fix this.