Honestly, all I want to do is leave.
This is what happens when I stay in one place for too long. I start being miserable. And that's how it is right now. After great soul-searching and life-evaluating, I have hereby decided that if I am not travelling in one form or another (be it in real-life, through books or, preferably, both) then I am not happy. How's that for a goal in life--keep moving or your mind stops. Fun.
I haven't had a good idea in days.