Waffle

I think of my room as an extension of my life. At the moment im trying to de-clutter, its white, and extremely messy.

Lame.

I think of things like this often sending me into another realm of existentialistic thoughts and emotions. Not always bad i might add, mostly just realisations to jet me in the right direction.

The right direction; there isnt really a wrong one is there? One of my common thoughts is that i dont live "in the now" enough. I look forward to things and too often enough whent that "thing" arrives i feel it slipping away in that very moment. Take the exhibition for example, COULD NOT WAIT for that, but while I was there it wasnt that enjoyable, the night past in a flash and i cant even remember having that much of a great time (nothing to do with alcohol lol).

Unfortunate.

And now I'm onto my next chapter in life feeling as though I never lived up to my potential in the last.

Waffle.

Peace & love