I don’t really socialize anymore.
I don’t see anyone outside of class or work.
I haven’t even seen my roommates in… actually, I don’t know how many days.

I need to force myself to get out of this apartment when I come home.
I need some life experiences, even if those experiences just come from little old Morgantown.

I’m going out to Bent tonight, which will be my first time going to a 21+ bar. Hopefully all the environmental stimulation tonight doesn’t cause me to retract into my little shell like a hermit crab for days.