There are no thoughts in my head lately. The days are blurring together, my creativity is gone and I can’t think of anything that’s new or exciting yet here I sit jotting down words that must be flowing from somewhere.
I’m not in my usual stage of depression though. I’d call it “indifferent”. That seems like the best word for my moods. I haven’t been happy with the way things are, but they aren’t upsetting me either. I’ve closed off the feelings of emotion which is why I think that the days are running together and my separation of time is struggling.
I got my Halloween costume. Halloween is my favorite day of the year because hair and makeup has always been my favorite thing. I don’t wear the skimpy/slutty outfits that most girls do around this time; I like to wear intricate costumes and ones that you’ll never forget. After a while all the ass cheeks and boobs look the same but I want to be the one that is remembered because I was different and it looked cool. Off topic……OK! So I’m going to be the dark hatter from Malice in Wonderland which requires black and white…THAT’S IT! This is going to be one of the tougher costumes I’ve ever worn because I can’t use colors to accent what is supposed to be happening. Challenge accepted. I’m not wearing the exact costume in the set though. I just bought the hat, the suit coat, and the coffee tie. The rest is going to be improvised and changed up a bit. I have black hairspray for my hair and, of course, there’s going to be lots of makeup! Enough about me being Halloween’s poster child.
Ah Ha! Blogging always brin
gs my mood up for some reason. I think it’s because you actually listen to what I have to say and I can be as energetic/insane as I want! I’ve heard someone call “you” her imaginary friend and it somewhat makes sense. I’m not speaking to anyone in general but these are words that I don’t want to lose, that have value. I’m writing to myself but I’m posting it where the world can see should they choose to do so. Somewhere safe, somewhere where there is anonymity. I want to share my thoughts with someone, anyone who cares enough to read them for whatever value they get from them yet I don’t want to know this person. I could GET to know this person but I don’t want to know them already. It takes away the awkwardness of the truth. We can jump passed the “hi, how are ya?” and “I don’t eat meat” into the depth of what exists beneath the surface. No one gets tired of listening because….they can choose not to.
gs my mood up for some reason. I think it’s because you actually listen to what I have to say and I can be as energetic/insane as I want! I’ve heard someone call “you” her imaginary friend and it somewhat makes sense. I’m not speaking to anyone in general but these are words that I don’t want to lose, that have value. I’m writing to myself but I’m posting it where the world can see should they choose to do so. Somewhere safe, somewhere where there is anonymity. I want to share my thoughts with someone, anyone who cares enough to read them for whatever value they get from them yet I don’t want to know this person. I could GET to know this person but I don’t want to know them already. It takes away the awkwardness of the truth. We can jump passed the “hi, how are ya?” and “I don’t eat meat” into the depth of what exists beneath the surface. No one gets tired of listening because….they can choose not to. Rambling……..
Anywho, Its time to head home. Good night!
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