The game looks easy, that's why it sells.
This whole having a job thing has done absolute wonders for me; I feel like I'm unfolding out of my depressed, agonizing fetal position, and starting to really stretch out. I've begun a long essay on Elliott Smith's final album, From a Basement on The Hill, which I hope to have finished and edited for the enjoyment of the general populace by the 21st. I've also been taking vitamins, which I think have been helping me. I certainly notice a difference in my energy levels on nights when I take them and nights that I forget them. They aren't the regimen I really want to be taking, but that will come in time. I need to wait for my check to clear Bank of America.
I've also been astoudingly musical lately. I've had music in my head, and been playing fairly regularly.
Also, and this is a strange sort of thing for me to accustom myself to: I've been positive. I've just been feeling, by and large, really good and confident about things. I've got this sense that they will work out, that everything is going to be okay, that I'm going to be fine.
Now, that hasn't stopped me from having several near-misses with panic attacks in the past few weeks, but I have, overall, felt way more in control, and way more happy, with the way my life is going.
Another odd juxtaposition: I've been listening to a LOT of Elliott Smith. My synaesthesia is becoming a rather interesting thing to me. I'm noticing it in a different way.
Overall, life is good. And ALL of you need to go out and get a copy (digital, CD, whatever it takes) of From a Basement on The Hill. You need it.
I've also been astoudingly musical lately. I've had music in my head, and been playing fairly regularly.
Also, and this is a strange sort of thing for me to accustom myself to: I've been positive. I've just been feeling, by and large, really good and confident about things. I've got this sense that they will work out, that everything is going to be okay, that I'm going to be fine.
Now, that hasn't stopped me from having several near-misses with panic attacks in the past few weeks, but I have, overall, felt way more in control, and way more happy, with the way my life is going.
Another odd juxtaposition: I've been listening to a LOT of Elliott Smith. My synaesthesia is becoming a rather interesting thing to me. I'm noticing it in a different way.
Overall, life is good. And ALL of you need to go out and get a copy (digital, CD, whatever it takes) of From a Basement on The Hill. You need it.