Dear Diary,
For the last couple weeks I've been just sitting in parkinglots, sometimes with some food. For hours and hours I just sit in my car on my phone or relaxing to the radio.
I have so much free time. Some people my age have told me they envy the amount of freedom I have. I'm only 17 but practically living on my own. I buy my own food, live alone, drive myself, and have no parental restrictions.
As much freedom as this is- I have nothing to do with it. No friends to spend my time with, no job to burn the time away, no hobbies, sports, etc...
My peers envy my freedom but I envy their joy and just the general aspect of having something to do in their life.
It's a very cliche "if you were in my shoes" type of thing.
They don't know the loneliness that comes with being me but blindly assume they'd much rather switch places.
I can do whatever I want but there's nothing I want to do and nobody to do it with.