From The Outside Looking In

From The Outside Looking In

Hi!

Recently i've been feeling strangely detatched, hence the title of this post. I can't quite tell if it's my brain retroactively applying my current emotions to things, but it certainly feels like a while. It's one of those things that seems to push and pull, come on stronger at some times than others.

Tonight I stayed in alone (not of my own volition) and spent time listening to some tapes and CDs while carving. (Garbage's self titled album and The Woods by Sleater-Kinney on tape, and Bleed Like Me by Garbage and The Rapture by Siouxsie & The Banshees on CD, if anyone is curious.)

Although I stand by my decision to move away from mainstream socials like instagram and facebook, it's nights like this where it feels lonely. I had tickets to see Gully Boys at a local venue, but had to give up going because my concert buddy had something come up. I can't get the thought out of my mind that if I still had an easy way (like posting on my story) to reach people not in my immediate community of friends, I could have found someone else to go with.

This isn't supposed to be a melancholy blog post, rather, a strange thing that crossed my mind. "How strange it is to be anything at all."

On another note, I'm trudging through midterm season as well as I can. It's always quite difficult to balance being a full-time student with a part-time job with trying the best I can to be at least mentally healthy. It's almost as if those two things weren't designed to coexist!/s
At least for me, writing these blogs is nice. It feels good to get something out there, and reflect on my feelings and experiences.

Ongoing project roundup: Migrate to Linux, Write more for Sorrel's Logs, Rip CDs, and finish my Oxalis Oregana carving.