So. Here I am. In my bedroom at my parents house, in Lower Hutt.
Lower Fucking Hutt.
Don't get me wrong - there's nothing "wrong" with Lower Fucking Hutt. It's quite nice in fact. I just dont wanna be one of those people who never leaves.
I've always pictured myself travelling, seeing the world, that sort of thing. Yet, I'm 26, and I'm in Lower Freakin Hutt. LIVING AT HOME.
Something's gotta give. I need to move back to town for starters. If not to Aucks or Melbs. Wellington, as a city, is just too god damn small for me. Yet work, work is soooo good! HOW can I leave it now, right when everything's going swimmingly?
Conundrum.
So Female Parental has jus been yelling at me regarding how I can possibly fathom going overseas with no money. I'm like, dude... I just have to go. You know?! You know.
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