"Picture yourself on a boat in a river with tangerine trees and marmalade skies..."

[atotalblamblam]

Sometimes like now I just wish I could become a hippie and join a commune and escape everything in a sweet liquidy drug haze. Run around barefoot eating fruit wearing flowers away from problems and from worrying about all the stuff. But then, I don't do drugs.
I gotta do things I should do them but I can't get myself to do anything but let the worrying boil just under the surface. Avoiding it, not dealing with it. I'm gonna flunk everything and be a loser.