I start to get stressed out over school, over not meeting deadlines, over not currently living the life I want to live or doing the things of which I dream, and then I remember I have sleeping pills. And when I inevitably wake up tomorrow morning feeling twice as shitty as I do right now, I’ll remember I have a lot of sleeping pills. And maybe it will all eventually be too much to deal with, and I’ll stop dealing with it, leave it all behind, play music and skate and camp and explore and start to do things I actually want to… and if that doesn’t work out, I’ll still have a ton of fucking sleeping pills.

I like to keep my options open.