Sunday, November 29, 2009

I feel infinite...

This always happens, I've started to fall back into the pattern.
Work always distracts me from what I start, I was doing well to. Posting everyday and then i work the last three days and didn't post once, I'm terrible like that and it's not like my part time job is that draining I'm just lazy. So I will post as much as possible during the week and try to post on the days i work and not be so apathetic. Not a great deal has happened over that last three days though. I went hiking again and it felt great to conquer the mountain and then went to a vintage fair where EVERYTHING was $2 and i got a few things, I wasn't in the right frame of mind for trawling through loads of crap. I'll post a picture of what I got later. I also started and finished a book, "The perks of being a wall flower" it's apparently a cult classic like "Catcher in the Rye" it reminded me a lot of the book the protagonist is very much like Holden Caulfield the main character in Catcher in the Rye. The title for this post is from the book, it's quoted very often and I've seen that many people get that line tattooed on them, because they can relate to the Charlie the main character who over analyses life and is a genius, not only that but the line and the context of the line is beautiful and I think every person in the world has experienced a moment like the line is about. A realization that the moment your in is perfect in every sense when you just look around at the people your with and an overwhelming sense of happiness washes over you and you want to remember absolutely everything you can about this moment because you know it's rare and your not sure if you'll ever have another moment like this. My friends and I refer to it as a heart smile. My point to all this is that I always feel inspired to try and write some fiction after reading a book, but I'm obviously not a strong enough writer because whatever I write always seems to adapt the writing style of what ever I've just read, and I get terribly frustrated because I feel like it's not my own. Enough about that. The weather is so warm I can't bring myself to where anything besides a bikini and shorts, I just pray no one comes knocking on my door to see me in such a state.

Keep your stories,
store them up for a better day.
I can't handle tales of such happiness when I feel this bad.
I can't stand the weather being this good,
and the birds chirping this loud.
I'm not jealous, I'm happy for you,
But please remember my situation.
Maybe tomorrow i'll be ready for tales of happiness,
maybe tomorrow i'll be ready.
Just let me get through today,
Just let me get through this.
Please be kind,
Please be gentle.
Just let me get through today,
Just let me get through this.
I'll try and deal with it,
I promise I will.
But not today,
No, not today.
Tomorrow promises a better day,
Tomorrow will be better.

I get real nervous posting stuff I've written,
It feels so primary school/teenangst emotionfilled crap.
Oh well, that's all for now.

Peace and Love kids.
xxxx

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