Leaving on a jet plane...

So, I'm going to attempt writing. However, typing one handed is a pain in the ass. Jack, my sweet baby, is curled up next to me asleep.

I booked my ticket to Phoenix today. I'll be flying out on December 14th, one week after my 26th birthday. I'm going to spend the winter there since I hate cold weather. It's also going to be a learning experience for me, a chance to get outside of myself and be however I want to be because my past isn't lingering over me there. It will also be the longest I've spent away from my mom, but I need the time. The past month has taken a real toll on my sanity. I've spent more of the last month arguing with my family than I ever have.

I want this trip to be a new start for me, away from all my demons. I need to find myself. I never got the chance to really go out and experience life. I need to make friends my age, I need to make mistakes, I need to get tipsy and laugh the night away. I don't really know how to have fun or let loose.

I want to see LA while I'm there. I want to try and get a part time job and get back into the world. I've spent the last almost three years pretty much a hermit. I need to live.

Anyway, just muddled thoughts for today.