These five words in my head scream “Are we having fun yet?!”
Saturday, September 10th, 2005I know that I want my life to be organized and neat and tidy and overall just the regular life that every normal person would want to have. Instead I have filled my life with clutter and other nonessential items that would make any life more complicated. My online life is just as complicated as my offline and most of the time there is no distinguishing between the two. There are things all over and I can’t get rid of any of it and its driving me insane that there’s so much stuff I can see I don’t need and that I don’t have to keep and I still can’t let it go. What if it was something I needed in a few hours, in a few days, in a few years? I’ll be kicking myself then for getting rid of it. But even worse is the things that aren’t useful, but could be for memory’s sake. Photographs. There’s tons of them, and every time I keep getting rid of them and throwing them out when I’m done remembering a particular person or place. That can’t be good, I have no past, and no present. Just a future that I can hardly look forward to because of everything that’s going on right now. Everyone has something to look forward to but me, because everyone else knows what they want, or at least has a better idea of what they want when I don’t have such a luxury. There isn’t anything I could do that I couldn’t do somewhere else but I can’t leave because my life is rooted here and there isn’t a lot I can do about correcting the situation. There’s too many years between now and ultimate freedom and I can’t stand to think of how I would be able to get into something I really want considering I still don’t know what it is I want. I love the life through a lense but I can’t do it for a living, there’s a lot of things I like but I can’t do any of them for real. I’m not good at stuff like that. The stuff I am good at, or at least even half decent at, isn’t going to work. I can’t find something I love and figure out how to get paid for it. The most I can do is try to be as small a failure as possible. Because that’s all I can really look forward to. Being less misearble. Not being happy.