Where I Would Rather Be

I think everyday of that apartment I’m going to get next semester. I want it so bad. I hate being in the dorm. I hate having a roommate. I hate being on campus. I need my privacy. I need to be alone. I saw my therapist today. She asked me “If you could wake up somewhere different tomorrow, where would it be?” I said somewhere isolated. She asked me to elaborate. I said the desert. Just me, my truck, and the desert. I think I like being alone. I’ve said this a hundred time before, but I am happiest when I’m on my own. I hate living in Texas. I’ve always hated it. But I have to admit, there is nothing like driving down a texas highway with just my collection of CDs to keep me company. That’s what I imagine what the desert is like. Nothing for miles but desert road. I only feel the need to be with people when I’m surrounded by all these happy faces. When I’m alone, nothing can touch me. Nothing. I’ve always been better alone.