What do you do when everything has been taken? When every dream, hope and desire has been stolen in a gust of wind like it never matter in the first place? It leaves them grey and emptiness in it's place. The sailor locked the door The mayor fed the fires rushing the town below The … Continue reading Broken Selves
Well, to be more specific, several ruts. I am very rutted.
I am in a social rut. As always, there have been changes in my social circles, and it just gets me down because these changes never include getting more friends. Or, more close friends. Sitting next to a friend for two hours in class doesn’t really count as hanging out.
I am in an educational rut. Two of them, actually. First of all, it’s approaching that time of the semester where I have SO MUCH work to do. I know I’ll get through it eventually but I just don’t want to do it. Being stressed all the time and feeling guilty for watching TV sucks. And the other rut has to do with the fact that I’m really getting worried about how prepared I am for the world. I chose to attend university, but I constantly wonder if college would have…
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Stop laughing, I’m serious.
I’m not very artistic. I’m good enough for Pictionary but that’s about it. That doesn’t mean that I don’t like being creative. Once in a while, a creative urge will form and I make do with the tools I have: Microsoft Paint.
Microsoft Paint is terrible. It is somehow so basic but also not user-friendly at all. It’s awkward and lacking and needs updating. But it gets the job done. For the longest time, it was all I had, so I know how to use it to get what’s in my brain into reality.
And I know Photoshop is great. I get it and the rest of Adobe suite for free from school. So what I can’t do on Paint, I do on Photoshop. But Photoshop is also really complex. It’s an art itself. And I am unskilled. A course I took last year involved…
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This is the excerpt for your very first post.