Blogging.
I’m not good at it.
Which is weird. Because I have thoughts. So many thoughts. Especially now that I’m writing my thesis. My current mental state, most likely caused by spending to much time with myself, is somewhat disappointing. Because I always thought that I could be a writer. So I thought I would write something. Anything.
I feel like I’m having a breakdown. But at the same time I feel like I’ve got shit under control. That has never happened to me before. I’m an extreme. I’m all in or all out.
As a some sort of coping mechanism I went and got my ear pierced. Against my better judgement since I have problems with non-traditional piercings.
I also revived my tongue piercing. I had it done about a 10 years ago and took it out in 2011 because I realized I wasn’t 19 anymore. Like that’s a reason.
I’ve also been eating everything. Yes, everything. And I spent 2 hours on Amazon the other day looking for pyjamas with food on them. I ordered ones with cupcake pattern. They should arrive on Monday. I’m excited. Awkwardly excited.