I know a place

I took a vacation. I even took a plane to get there.

Was it great?

Is it great to be back?

You must answer yes to both questions or it wasn’t worth it.

I’m depressed as all fuck to be back.  The vacation itself was ok, but I got out of my routine. I ate, I drank, I hiked, but I didn’t read or write or bike.

I was depressed enough before I left. Now I’m more depressed.

I hate vacations. I wouldn’t mind going someplace by myself though, especially if I can just stay as long as I want and do what I want. Because I hate my life too. I hate working. I hate spending money that I would prefer not to earn in the first place.When do I get to go home to something like I used to be or think or dream of?