Ciao! SO I was in the shower (forum for most of my in depth thoughts) and I started to think about Tumblr and how I hadn’t posted something in a while. I began to ponder that and why it might be…. I think I cracked the shell!
Although I use Tumblr as my personal gallery and a home for all my thoughts and phases (with no intention of becoming tumblr famous or what not), I think for me, Tumblr is the place I return each night when things are bad or I’m bored. Those two usually come side by side for me. In saying this, I’m not necessarily bad or bored at this current moment. The fact is, when I started posting again, a month or so ago, I was completely doubtful, I guess upset, alone and everything else melodramatic and now, after a week/s of a TumblrLESS life, I can see why. In those weeks i’ve been happy, brain still full of confusing thoughts, but there has never been a moment where I want to scatter the contents of my brain across the internet and leave them behind because i’m incredibly happy to know I have these thoughts and I want to keep them and kept them all for myself :)
Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn’t allow it! Four o’clock-wallow in self pity, four-thirty-stare into the abyss. Five o’clock-solve world hunger, tell no one. Five-thirty-jazzercize, six-thirty-dinner with me, I can’t cancel that again! Seven o’clock, wrestle with my self-loathing. I’m booked! Of course, if I bump the loathing to nine I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness. But what would I wear?!
When all is well and good
and all I can do is dance and smile to silly songs. Thank you!