Future Uncertainty.

Jan 26, 2006 02:19

There's been a lot of shit kicking around in my head, which is funny because while it's there and making a huge racket, I feel like the neighbours who live underneath the source and are more generally annoyed at it's existence rather than any one particular incident. If I had to point to any one catalyst, though, it'd have to be the uncertain ( Read more... )

past, art, japan, friends, class, family, movies, london, future

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lunar_wolf January 26 2006, 13:47:30 UTC
*hugs* Quit putting me on some weird pedestal of humanity, my ego'll implode and turn into the black hole at the rate it's accumulating matter.

Exeter was something I loved, however miserable I was. The misery was all depression and little to do with the people, the teachers, the campus or the classes. It was home for four years of my life, and as such the memory of it remains a 'safe retreat' for me. Nostalgia softens most things, and Exeter of my memory probably doesn't match reality of history, but...

And I had Tanya to really go home to. Tanya was my anchor, and cliched as it sounds, she was my safe harbor. I couldn't remain too depressed in her presence.

And in case you couldn't tell, that girl recognizing me really put me out of sorts. O_o Even so, all of us from Exeter have a basic fundamental bond over the insanity of it all, so we talk and bond and reminisce.

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catatonicia January 26 2006, 18:09:40 UTC
Gotcha. Also, the thing you IMed me about sounds okay.

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meow anonymous January 26 2006, 18:54:58 UTC
if you cannot think of your happy place in the past, do as you did when you were small (or at least i hope) and think of the future. as much as i wish i could tell you i know which memory of mine you recall it is down to a few. i am guessing you are referring to Platinum Psycho Introvert? when indoubt of the past i debate on which dog i want in the future-newfoundland or basset hound?
as far as thought buzzing your head to fuck, tell them to shut the fuck up or else you'll have to go up there and toss 'em out. i have been doing that, guilt conscience. bry has been letting me toss it to him and then i pass out. just say whatever it is in your brain, so roomie will think you are nutterz for talking to yourself, who cares? it will take a while to get rid of all of it and yes there is always something remaining. the trick is to leave the pleasant or at least whatever can wait till morning.

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