I am once again (for some inexplicable) reason committing to this blog. This will hopefully be an easier thing to do, now that I have a laptop.
These flowers are the very last picture on my phone. They were sitting on a bar, in a house drenched in opulent wealth. Material wealth, I cannot with certainty verify any other kind.
I am currently sitting on my bed watching Rancid play out The Tonight Show. It always weirds me out to think this stage will host rancid one night, and then Taylor Swift the next. I'd like to think that if I ever had a talk show, or any show for that matter I would only showcase bands I like. Which might make it a less than successful endeavor. Although I'd like to think I have very eclectic tastes, there are some genres that would rarely be represented.
Life right now is liquid. I'm living with the flow, instead of focusing on the solidity of long term. I should have registered for Fall classes. I haven't. I should care more about the security of my job. I don't. Sometimes my mom will stop and look straight at me and ask "what is going on with you?". Honestly I don't know. Priorities are shifting quickly beneath my feet, so I stumble forward. I just have to believe that fall will come and I'll have classes to go to, and that whatever happens with FBU will happen for the best.
Committing to something feels like missing out on so many other possiblities. It hurts my brain. What I do know is I must go to bed soon, if I expect to have any kind of chance at recovery.
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