Trying...

I took this past weekend away to escape my mind and feel the warmth of the sun on my face. I had a wonderful time. I'm not sure what lies ahead for me. I hate that I'm living in a small room in a house with room mates. Something I've never done before. I feel like I can't breath. I can't paint or play guitar, there's no room for that. I'm not sure what I want or how I feel about anything. I'm really stumped. I want love but at what cost? It takes up so much time and energy and distracts me. If only there were clear answers. I feel like running away again. Go out there on my own, but I know that's not a solution. My problems would just follow me...I mean they always have. I guess I'll just have to keep trying, trying to make sense, trying to find happiness within myself. That's all I can do.