half screaming, half laughing
i did something really hard today.
if you had asked me a year ago if i thought that i would be where i am right now i would have told you to fuck right off, but life takes us down some really bizarre paths and i think about my life right now and a part of me wants to be fucking pissed off that nothing turned out like i thought it would but i think where i am now is so much greater than where i would have been had i gotten what i wanted.
y’now, we think we know what we want. i never ever would have thought that this would be it.
10 honey pots he rescued, enough to see him through, but as he sucked up his supper, the river sucked up pooh…
and the rain rain rain came down down down and the rain rain rain came down down down
(via madelina)
he said we are what we lack
i would like to point out that i just inadvertantly made a baby sized ‘footprint’ in a smudge of cookie oil residue on my computer. d’aww.
anyway.
there’s this whole idea about being in yer own head too much. ‘too much’. and like, you try to find a balance of how you’re SUPPOSED to operate within your own skull but you’re talking about a place of infinite thought and trying to enforce a limit is really sort of medieval isnt it? i digress. lately my mind has been just fucking racing. spastic amounts of conscious thought day and night and my brain feels like a teenager trying to listen to loud music and do homework at the same time. its intense, man. but at the same time, shits all in transition (as per usual) and so I’m trying to figure out what my brain is trying to tell me and its just not working out. my fallback is and always has been to just stop thinking - or rather, aggressively ignore my racing, screaming brain - and just y’now… feeeeeel it out. thats working pretty well for me. feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelin’ it out, man. but gosh I’m happy. holy moly mother of jesus.
points!
phil. my heart.
