So I’ve pretty much let my art go, albeit unknowingly. I used to paint and pastel, but I haven’t done it in years. Seriously. I consider what I do with hair and nails art, but I don’t do it everyday…
I need to get back into it.
So I’ve pretty much let my art go, albeit unknowingly. I used to paint and pastel, but I haven’t done it in years. Seriously. I consider what I do with hair and nails art, but I don’t do it everyday…
I need to get back into it.
I’m a little down today… recently. That’s not my normal way of being, either. Normally I’m even… straight… I’m just [thinks] good.
I mean not too sad, not too happy, you know? And lately, I feel like… all existential and moody.
It’s also odd to me that I only feel this way when I work a lot. I feel trapped by this job, like I’ll never do anything but moan for money. I feel helpless, even though I know I’m not at all that way.
The truth is I’m usually great, enjoying myself and my life… but now, I’m looking at the things I don’t really like in my life, focusing on them instead of just accepting that they are temporary.
What’s the saying… lay down with dogs, come up with fleas? That’s a perfect description for this job and what it does to people; Myself in particular.
I gotta get out of the house.
-G
I think the reason why people always say “you’ll find someone when you stop looking” is because when a person has resigned him/herself to just be happy and accept what’s their destiny, he/she is more apt to be 100% him/herself. No flossing to impress someone, no acts or airs put on to make someone think you’re fabulous, u kno?
And while you’re steady hanging out, just enjoying life, that person you’re supposed to be with comes along and sees the real you. Maybe he/she isn’t looking for anyone either, but you get to see the real them too.
Maybe that’s why… when we least expect it, perfection happens.
Just a thought,
-G
So I’ve been renting television shows on DVD, specifically The Sopranos. I just finished watching season 2, and I’m sad because Pussy died… and that got me to thinking about Scarface and The Godfather, The Untouchables and Casino… even American Gangster [which I'm sure will be depressing but I'm still going to see it].
I wonder what American/Western culture’s fascination with organized crime and gangsters is… because when I think of it.. every. single. story. ends. badly.
Who would want to live a life like that?
Just a thought,
-G
Seriously, in my head, what’s going on with long term long distance relationships? What’s the point in it, unless a person has an issue with commitment or the truth?
I’m just saying… I can’t see why two people would want to live across a country or an ocean for 5 or 10 years unless there’s a HUGE issue there.
Just a thought,
-g