...Our first "in-house" fight, and i'm not taking it too well.
There's something about the movie "the last holiday". Whenever I was lonely last year, I would watch it over and over. And when I had lived in that horrible basement apartment in canarsie, I watched it till i fell asleep. When its that time to feel bad...i can watch it over and over.
I don't know what it is. Just the idea of escaping and having fun i guess, no worries, exploring other cultures, and just time to yourself. It's my dream life. :)