i don't know what i'm looking for but i know i can't find it here. malaysia is okay in small doses but it's a little over a week and i want to leave. not my family but the place just isn't right for me. the trouble with moving around so much is that you don't really know where you belong anymore. sometimes i feel like i am different fragments. pieces that fit into different lives, but as a whole i belong no where in particular.
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the cycle is the same at "home". i can't sleep till late and even when i sleep i can't get restful sleep. i waste the day around bored despite having tons of things that i could be doing. malaysia unmotivates me and erases every good habit i've honed. maybe i don't know where i belong but i definitely know its not here. it never was and it never will be.