Reasons My Tumblr Is Dying
In order of prominence:
1. I am not in a good head space.
2. Mama always said if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.
3 . I am not in a good head space.
In order of prominence:
1. I am not in a good head space.
2. Mama always said if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.
3 . I am not in a good head space.
I’ve met someone amazing. And I have no choice but to leave him behind.
Something epic happened. Again. And I can’t even get into it now.
Maybe tomorrow.
Hint: It has to do with Benjamin Francis Leftwich
p.s What IS my life?
Sometimes it is imperative to just not get excited about things. The resulting low can be so low it’s unbelievable. It’s just a better idea to maintain a state of contentedness. Be okay with the status quo. It’s safer that way.
You know exactly what it’ll take to rid yourself of the undeniable pain in your chest and the vacancy in your eyes. You know what you need to do, and even though it’s really hard, you need to find a way to do it. It’s the only way you’ll ever really be able to make it through this life. It’s the only way you’ll ever have a shot at being an autotelic person. It’s the only way you’ll be able to ensure a lifetime’s experience of flow.
A real, no-doubt-about-it date. It’s a breakfast date. With a really awesome jazz pianist. Shocker.
Left Montreal today. They don’t actually leave Canada until Tuesday, but I’m still so sad they’re gone. As a teenager, I was honestly not that fond of my parents, as I’m sure few teens really are. But since coming to uni, I’ve really learned to cherish the time I have with them as it’s so fleeting. Now I am more aware of the fact that they are just people than I have ever been. They are getting older - that is also painfully clear. They love me so much. They do everything they can for my sister and I. Their love and generosity know no bounds. And I love them too. So very much.
Today is hard. Tomorrow will be too. November as a whole will not be the greatest and then finals will be upon us. There is no foreseeable end to the work even though I know that realistically, I only have 6 months of uni left. The load is great but the expectations are greater. And I can only pray for the strength to push through.
