On the search for tranquility.

Braving life through mishaps and lack of color. When will I know I have arrived.

[severeweatheradvisory]

Waiting on the call.

Another day another dollar sitting at this desk will there ever be an end to this mess? 8-5,8-5,8-5,8-5,8-5 It hurts to hear the weeks on end.

I will hatch out of this cucoon. I will become more than this desk.

Where is the depth, will I ever get to use my brain? Can't wait to break from this mess. Can't wait to turn in my keys. Feels great to hear the a new weeks begin.

[kushandwizdom]

Fall in love with love and life this summer. Spend time appreciating the beauty around you and the people who compliment your lives. Go out more and take as many pictures as possible. Collect memories. Go for long walks or bike rides and watch a fucking sunset. Meet up with friends, sit on a bench and catch up until it’s night. Do random shit. Eat fruit. Exercise outside. Have fun. Compliment strangers. Don’t pass a homeless person without giving them something. Anything. Just don’t ignore them. Meditate, spend the first 10 minutes of your morning sitting in silence. Donate some of your time to a children’s hospital or something to do in your community. Read a few books. Clear your mind and spend the rest of the day thinking positive thoughts. Eat clean and drink more water. Just live and enjoy life. We are not promised this evening, let alone tomorrow. Everything is temporary, so grab it while you can and hold it close to your heart. Fall in love with love and life this summer.

MH (via kushandwizdom)

[severeweatheradvisory]

self therapy.

I am too poor for real therapy. Not true. I am too afraid of real therapy. I do not believe I actually want to get anywhere close to being pushed into discussing the deeper demons. Maybe the skin deep ones. Today has felt dark for unapparent reasons. Contributers include; My life Style- bad pillows, heavy drinking, waffle house dinner My job- Idotic tasks, unstimulating co-workers, zero windows My lover- His jokes that embarresed me the night before

Just the beggining of the darkness I feel today. I wentout to lunch alone to lift some of this. It may have hellped some, yet I still have it. I sat at the bar eating my food staring at my phone. Like the typical person eating alone. I wonder if technology was what it is today if I would be more social. More vibrant. More charming. More tasteful.

Has my world made me blandand dark. Is life to easily interacted through machines?

I do not know. And it doesnt actually matter. I am here, and it is now. This is my first post. I am not sure what my desires are to gain form this. Maybe just for therapy. Maybe for advise. I think for both. I seek more colorful interaction, ironically through a machine.

Ready to fix me?

[severeweatheradvisory]

Sitting at this desk is killing my soul. I am meant to be more than this.