Tea and disasters

Today wasn't very good. In fact this month hasn't been very good to me and I'm not sure how to feel about that since August is an important month to me.

We drove one hour today underneath the cruel burning sun to a twenty minutes away destination because of roadwork, and came back empty handed. The sad attempt to cheer ourselves up failed badly with a parking ticket and to us poor students, that's a dent to our bank account.

We did stop by the Panama Hotel from the book The Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford and it was a lovely experiences despite the overpriced tea. The glimpse into the lost future of the people from the past seems worth it though.

But I shall see you soon I hope. I'll try to hold on to my promise of blogging more.
I shall hope for a better tomorrow

Berries Fairies

 

Because sometimes spoons turn red and berries taste sour

two years of sweaters and blue

Two years and I'm back, hopefully for good now. I would love to say that I have changed, and I guess I did in some parts, but change sometimes I feels ceased to matter unless it's the change I want. And I don't think I've reached the person I want to be just yet.

But I've learned a lot, about myself mostly, and I have learned to be okay with the fact that I watch too much of Leon the Professional and The Mummy series on replay, and that on nights like this I spend my two am and three am fearing that I won't get anywhere in life. In short I've learned that I'm not okay and is still learning to be okay with the fact that I'm not okay and might never be okay.

Have I tried to document my life in other ways in the past two years? Yes I have, I started a blog mooserise.tumblr.com but that failed badly...I couldn't keep up with writing three paragraphs about nothing every time, it became a chore that I couldn't help but forgo