expressionism
I feel like I'm one of those lost souls, not in a depressing way but one that needs to be directed. Right now, I am lost. I feel like I'm one of those creative people that is right in the middle of doing something great.
There's something so serene and peaceful about driving in Orlando at 2-3 o'clock in the morning. Driving on the slick wet road where it had rained previously; so relaxing and comforting. Driving and Looking upwards as I am passing over the underpass with the pretty bright street lights is simply amazing, almost felt like for a second, I belonged there. I wanted to take a picture. to capture this moment in time but I couldn't. It's one of those times where I wish I really did.
Just thinking about this, it makes me really miss New York. :( She's my baby and I undenliably miss her.I've contemplated whether moving to Orlando in the first place was good for me. Yeah I was going to school but I fucked up. I wish I was in school right now. The more I think about it, the more I think Florida is not right for an urban chick like myself.
I would really love it if I could meet more people like myself or at least some down to earth people, and/or creative souls but these people up here are like robots. I want to be able to express myself in art, but I am stuck. What is the point of me even fucking being here? I want to leave.
I think I am going to be writing more. I definitely feel a change coming.
Too anxious to sleep. I feel like I want to do anything and everything. I feel that if I sleep I might lose this creative flow. Work is defnitely bringing me down. To be honest, it's not hard, it;s just that I have to deal with people's problems and their fucking bullshit mentality. Why can't people just be real?
wow, I just had this visualization to just throw eveyrhing away and start from scratch, maybe that is what I need. I have too much crap anyways.
I lost my phone the other day, but for some reason, I'm not too fazed by it. It is interesting though, I have relied on that so much and now that it's gone I'm actually relieved. I lost a whole lot of shit but I feel I needed it to turn over a new chapter in my life. I have to start from scratch; at least one of my goals has come true.
don't lose that creative flow. just keep on flowing.
There's something so serene and peaceful about driving in Orlando at 2-3 o'clock in the morning. Driving on the slick wet road where it had rained previously; so relaxing and comforting. Driving and Looking upwards as I am passing over the underpass with the pretty bright street lights is simply amazing, almost felt like for a second, I belonged there. I wanted to take a picture. to capture this moment in time but I couldn't. It's one of those times where I wish I really did.
Just thinking about this, it makes me really miss New York. :( She's my baby and I undenliably miss her.I've contemplated whether moving to Orlando in the first place was good for me. Yeah I was going to school but I fucked up. I wish I was in school right now. The more I think about it, the more I think Florida is not right for an urban chick like myself.
I would really love it if I could meet more people like myself or at least some down to earth people, and/or creative souls but these people up here are like robots. I want to be able to express myself in art, but I am stuck. What is the point of me even fucking being here? I want to leave.
I think I am going to be writing more. I definitely feel a change coming.
Too anxious to sleep. I feel like I want to do anything and everything. I feel that if I sleep I might lose this creative flow. Work is defnitely bringing me down. To be honest, it's not hard, it;s just that I have to deal with people's problems and their fucking bullshit mentality. Why can't people just be real?
wow, I just had this visualization to just throw eveyrhing away and start from scratch, maybe that is what I need. I have too much crap anyways.
I lost my phone the other day, but for some reason, I'm not too fazed by it. It is interesting though, I have relied on that so much and now that it's gone I'm actually relieved. I lost a whole lot of shit but I feel I needed it to turn over a new chapter in my life. I have to start from scratch; at least one of my goals has come true.
don't lose that creative flow. just keep on flowing.