Weeks, Days, and the looming feeling of being alone.
The past year has been nothing but an up and down roller coaster in my life. To be frank, it has not been anything extremely negative, or life altering in any way, it has just been kind of weird. I started this post out pretty heavy, so I will bring it back a notch.
its easy to be in your head too much, and its hard to remove yourself from that space. I know this all too well, and I am slowly learning to not feel as such. Why would I go out of my way to interact with people, when its such an exhausting task? I always think of this Albert Camus quote:
"Nobody realises that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal "
Sometimes I feel this explains my current life, which is something I do not want. I tend to think people find me not interesting, or maybe slightly irritating. The fact of the matter is that I am neither of those, and even more, other people's opinions should never dictate how I should feel. There is good in most people, and I believe, everyone deserves a chance to be loved, and accepted. I am almost resorting to a romantic form of thought right now, which is funny.
Listening to music alone in my room, its a Thursday afternoon, and its fucking cold outside. Ive been listening to a band called Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin. This song called"Anna Lee" is great, and has short lyrics.
my favorite line: "If you were me/ Would you grab for all the good things that you see?"
In fact, maybe I would.
I miss my dog, Mabel. Im going to get her name tattooed on me for the second time, large as hell.
love,
E