Sunday, November 28, 2010
Now that I have a gist of normalcy back into my life it feels nice. I've been told I'm an individual that is hard to please; I've never denied that fact. It's funny though how the small things in life are what pleases me. For instance, listening to indie music while being curled up with a good book, painting, keeping up with Hayley and the band, Nat King and Sinatra blaring through the house, viewing serene pictures are things I've done in solitude lately but they make me oh so very happy! Life is a trip. Everyday, more than not, I think of how I know this town, this state isn't for me. I've seen different and it compels me to get there that much faster. Where is there? That place that tells me I'm meant to be here, that I am home.
Posted by seoulfulart at 7:39 PM