the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.
Maybe I should name my fantasy castle! It has featured in my metaphores for at least 5 years now. My castle feels like home and it is still in my imagination. I may think more on this in time…
I think I need a new title soon. My tumblr is no longer about escape, I no longer need to get away from the bad things in my life. I feel like I have for the most part managed this over the last 2 years. It is a weird thought that I only just had…
I like where I am now, things are going well in my life
mew - that is all
Good afternoon all. I am back up North (of England) and it feels good to be surrounded by my teenage friends. Fun how times have changed in weird ways, yet we still get along with no issues.
I am glad to be blogging again, my thoughts have needed an out and I think this is a good place to put them. I have also decided that however boring I make my blog, it can be where I can put my long drawn out thoughts too. :)
I think I may resume blogging things. I have missed pointless rants for self-gratification.
Late night existence, seems appropriate to post on tumblr. I almost never use this site anymore, it certainly has had more than its fair share of impacts on my life. I think just a blog for thoughts is its best purpose now.
It seems to me that life is in the process of changing, maybe its finally that age thing catching up, maybe its something else but life is certainly changing. There are already so many things left behind, friends and people. Some whom I miss, others less so but already in my life the list of things that have deeply affected me is so long it is unreasonable to create.
I don’t even know why I write this, maybe it will never get posted, do people have huge motives for doing things? Do people always have motives? There are so many questions we can have about life, and despite our best efforts it is almost impossible to answer them all.
I’m just going to stop writing now, maybe my thoughts can become clearer for the future