i think i've reached a plateau in my life in which i'm interested in nothing and bored of everything. i actually wish school would start like NOW so i dont have to try to think of ways to make the next 2.5 months of my life as fulfilling as possible on a budget. it's like a you have to go to school kind of thing (although ok maybe not really so in university) rather than now where choices are abound and commitment is what you make of it.
"There were two Atlantics; one outside the lighthouse, and one inside me. The one inside me had no string of guiding lights." Lighthousekeeping, Jeanette Winterson
Always trying to figure out what I want out of this epic journey that is Life and after passing every checkpoint, I look back and think- that's it? Is this what I want? So much hype and then so much unhappiness. The easiest is not to think, not to contemplate and let the options swirl around, take what you can get and exist in a half squint, for looking too closely shows nothing but flaws. I have not written anything for a long time, writing things down and letting words tumble over themselves as they are written (so much more so than typed, for I am a fast typist thank you very much) evokes a deep introspection that your subconscious mind attempts to evade for the sake of a certain peace.
-break for cake, cuttlefish and tvb goodness-
this: http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/three-cheers-for-boring-love/
and the end.