Im in panic. I’m not going to be able to sleep. Fuck this.

I’m so worn out. Physically this time, not emotionally. I never knew bike riding cleared your head so much, I love it. I wish I could go for a night ride, but my bike is wet from painting it. So, instead, I baked a cake and have no one to eat it with. I’ll just go watch a movie and hope to fall asleep. 

If my photography’s Facebook page wasn’t attached to my Facebook, I would delete it. Same goes for my photography Tumblr. I want to rid myself from social networking sites.