I've been living with my sister in San Diego for about a month now. I'm not really sure why. I mean, yes, it's a nice change from Hemet, but i kindof feel stuck here, too. i haven't really got anything to do here, i'm not looking for work, since i am doing a play this summer in Hemet, and i'm not going to school, so i'm basically doing all the same things i did in Hemet, except without people to do them with. I mean, it's really great of Rian and Casey to take me in, but i don't think i am made to live in an apartment. it's too strict. I want to be able to build shit when the whim hits me, and have friends around, and ride my bike without a fucking asthma attack because my house is at the top of a giant fucking hill. /sigh. I really want to start making shit again, but i can't because there is no space here. I can't decide if i want to come back at the end of summer. I feel awful for thinking it, but i can already tell that since i'm not bringing anything in, i'm stretching their budget. i feel like a leach. I feel guilty for considering staying this summer. What should i do?