I tried to hem a dress that I wanted to wear to the gallery tomorrow night, but I made it wayyyy to short. Now my once kinda long pretty green dress, is a really short pretty green shirt. Booo…now what to wear?
Today I looked at myself. I looked at life. I looked at everyone around me. I realized the same old things we all do. I realized the hard work I incorporate into my life that never makes a different. I washed my hair differently. I tried to scrub away the thoughts, the concerns, the worries, the care. I always get like this. Try to help someone. Share something with someone to only be crushed. I want to live my life so differently. I want to have surprise direction. I want constant beauty in the forbidden. I want to be able to look at someone and be able to tell them how much they have influenced my life. I want those awkward moments to mean so much more than just empty space and lack of communicating. I want the same people all the time, not their different personalities. But isn’t that what this is? I want to forget. I want to start fresh and I thought it was going to happen but time has different plans.