Fallen
Life seems to get out of hand after a while what is funny is I don't even seem to notice after a while. clearly my life is no where near where it was 3 years ago 2 years ago or last year. my house is a mess full of cut paper from christmas card making. my art room is a mess I am a mess. and yet some thing don't change it will be cold soon my hair that was damp and is growing is tucked into a knit cap, just as it always is this time of year. things change yet there are certain things that stay the same. Part of me misses older parts of me, part of me wonders what was real and what was made for other peoples sanity or enjoyment. we all change for people but must we and went we do this do we gain or do we loose part of our selves. am I a pretender because I am willing to change a few things for the ones I love, are any of us ever really ourselves or are we just continuously altered for the ones we love because we want to be what they need. At what point does that change our being and alter who we are so much that we have scars and even if we go back to someone we once knew that scar make us a different person?
in other news I got license plates today, the trash man didn't take my trash, I made 50$ for painting thing 1 and thing 2 on a nursery wall, the kids are crazy, one vomited in my room today, my hair is still too long, I am finding the idea of christmas this year awkward, I hate new situations, and my house needs cleaned.
in other news I got license plates today, the trash man didn't take my trash, I made 50$ for painting thing 1 and thing 2 on a nursery wall, the kids are crazy, one vomited in my room today, my hair is still too long, I am finding the idea of christmas this year awkward, I hate new situations, and my house needs cleaned.