Return From Whence I Came

Everytime I return from the west a little less of me actually comes back to the frozen dying place I call home. I love my friends; why can’t they all pack up and move with me? If I don’t get into this nursing program for the fall Im going to lose my mind. I need to get the shit out of Ohio.
I really want to put the girls in the car and drive to Utah this summer for some camping and adventure. I am thinking July. It’s going to be 100 degrees but I don’t care, those kids are strapping on some boots and backpacks and hitting the trail. Who’s coming with us?
So I went to the doctor today to get more sweet sweet adderall because Im a 10 year old boy apparently, and he said something that really chapped my ass.
“Oh, I see you’ve turned 30, you need a physical to get your cholesterol checked.”
It’s all downhill from here.