Lost boy

Im treading water.

I have no friends here. I dont like my new job. I miss my old school.

I walk through these desolate white walls of my appartment complex, questioning my reason for being here.

Seriously. Why here? Why now?

I'm a lost boy in a strange new environment.

Will I ever call this place home?

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the storm outside is brewing
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