Time keeps ticking away and I sometimes feel I am standing in the middle of the crowded chaos going on around me. Like the scene in GARDEN STATE when Zach Braff's character is sitting on the couch while under the influence of drugs and alcohol; his surroundings are moving in an incredible speed, yet he is in slow motion. That's how I view my life at times. I'm sitting, not under the influence of drugs or alcohol, but under the influence of....disappointment...despair....yet at the same time, I'm happy.
Maybe it's the lack of sleep or lack of caffeine. Either way, nothing I say will make you understand. You, as in, if you are actually interested enough to read this. What makes something or someone interesting? Do I have to parade around showing off my artistic work and saying "Look at me, I am deep and poetic." I am very over trends and basing actions off of what you think people will think about you. Who cares? Apparently we all do. We all believe that we have this imaginary audience. GET OVER IT. No one cares. Seriously. Maybe your mom. Maybe.
Hope to hear from my mind soon.
xoxo,
Candy
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