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easy is the descent into hell.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

every time the moon shines I become alive.

I'm the kind of person that gets bored, I think.

I don't mean bored in general--hell, I usually do anything possible to avoid boredom, and it generally isn't a problem.

But I like having something exciting to look forward to. I feel like I'm coming to a bit of standstill. Not that I'm an intensive thrill seeker, but I do like to do things. If I think back, I've usually put something on my calendar. Starting college. It used to be enough to start a new quarter. Going to NZ. But now I'm back, and it was exciting at first, but now I've been back, and when I think about the future, I always see myself eventually leaving again.

//edit: 4.4.2012: noticed that this was in my drafts and never published. So I published, and then I noticed that it updates to the latest date, instead of when it was created. So I lost the original creation date, but I think it was written sometime in 2011.