Leaving

I'm finally leaving. This environment is toxic; it brings out the worst in me, and I hate being the worst anything. Especially when it's "human I can be." I'm going to Florida, then I'm going to Michigan, then maybe I'm coming back to Maryland. All things considered I'd love to work for PRS: the factory is close enough to the Atlantic that I could hypothetically live there, and close enough to Annapolis that I could spend time with the people who mean something to me.

Everyone is leaving. I thought I was going to have one person in the county to connect with, since she is going to school in Annapolis, but it's pretty abundantly clear that she doesn't want to spent time with me. That doesn't really bother me, it just means that instead of being in a place I hate with a person I love I am in a place I hate with no one. It gives me an excuse to never come back here.