I'm still trying to figure my life out and unfortunately, it doesn't want to unravel. It's such a shame the world revolves around money... if creativity and imagination were worth cash, I'd... well, I wouldn't sell mine, but I'd probably rent it out for science projects, fashion shows, and design competitions. Be crazy to sell it, I worked so hard to build it.
So right now, I'm on the phone making that call nobody wants to make when they're grasping at straws, and still have to make a trip to that place nobody wants to visit when they're grasping at the aforementioned straws. It hurts bad, but that could also be hunger.
And what's up with the wait music? I hear it over and over again, but it's so blandly generic, I'm positive it couldn't possibly ingrain its melody into my gray matter without managing a hostage situation.
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Hey,
ReplyDeletejust read this after watching one of your vids on YouTube. I know that sentences like "It's going to be okay" suck, because they're pretty superficial and don't bother with details, but I find that sometimes they follow after a long, long conversation about what one is going through - as a conclusion.
That being said, it's going to be okay :)
Cheers from England