Eating chips on the train. Still drunk from last night. Blacked out 2 hours of my life. Remember being obnoxious to people. At least I didn't break any bones this time. I am travelling towards the storm, Hanna, can't wait for it to hit me full on so I can feel real again. I want to go away somewhere. Somewhere like Israel where I was happy for a while. I am always so nostalgic, even for last year. I am tired.