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several pieces from this May 2018. one image a day initiative. it was worth it!
Rouen Cathedral, Haute-Normandie
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Early July.
Mindless scribbles and journaling, the thoughts on a book I just finished reading. It’s something I’ve taken up in the past year. Most of what I read now days are books around my areas of study in college; History and Anthropology. My focus is culture-linguistics change in different parts of history and how they played out in society.
I haven’t written much, fiction-wise, since November. But my mind isn’t in it to write stories.
I’m not sure if I’ll pick back up on writing my books any time soon. Or if that part of my life is over. It could be the hours that I’m putting into school. As a double major, I write enough as is, on research papers and reading through piles of books. I don’t have much left in me at the end of the day to write on a book.
There is no telling where life is heading for me. I know that I’m doing what I love, which is research and writing, both in a nonfiction form. However, I’m happy and out of this small town ten months out of the year. I can only dream where grad school, and then getting my PhDs, will lead. I hope for a lot. And maybe one day, I’ll return back to writing my novels and not feel dragged down by it.
I don’t usually wear jeans when being a lazy thot, but when I do, they are two sizes too big.
Me: Why don’t I have someone?
Inner Self: Because when you see the person you like, you change the direction you are heading to avoid them.
Me: Shut up.
Why do I feel like a ghost? this creature that moves through life, no one knows I’m there and no one remembers that I was ever around I’m just a ghost Invisible to the world.
Okay, I have a presentation today for a history class. How am I nervous about this shit? I did three presentations in one week last semester for my finals, and I killed, no nerves. Yet, today, anxiety is wanting to tag along with me to my presentation. Come on, anxiety, not today, maybe next week.