I started filling out paperwork for emigrating. My sights are on Norway.
I don't think I'm running from anything. I think I'm after something. I've always been after something, but I don't know what it is, or if it exists.
I don't know 1 godsdamn word of Norwegian.
I think I'm bored.
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