Haven't truly been here since last summer.
Haven't truly been expressing any sort of creative outlet for quite sometime.
Haven't truly been myself for too long of a time.
Time is surely a game played by the mind and a factor that molds the soul.
But either way, doesn't really matter. Since this is my very adorned and obviously over-decorated
and coddled page; I have to input something about the boss ass person known as myself.
Recently, I've been reintroduced into things from my past. Things I told myself I couldn't live
without, but thrive without. Examples of these things would presently be: Dragon Age, family, not
having family, dependence, independence, grades, expectations, the ever-present responsibilities,
money, liars, and finally those who leave. Also the occasional fluttering heart over beings that
won't remain chained to over-dramatic persona. Ah! The sea-breeze is fresh and the life is good!
As of creative outlets, well, I actually let myself become human for a bit in the last three weeks.
This being the first real thing I've written in a millennial; it feels as if I am getting myself back.
Now, why would I keep myself from these seemingly trivial things? Unfortunately, I am not a person
who thinks through emotion when it comes to myself. These little 'outlets' weren't necessary and
actually took away my focus from school and sports and bills and work and relationships; things that
'mattered'. However, I was blind to see that these seemingly trivial things kept my machine from breaking
down. And I broke down without them, this past year without the power that fueled this mechanical carcass,
my motherboard and software was reduced into a pile of tarnished metal and twisted plastic. I was not able
to function and had become obsolete.
So my advice to you: never let your creative outlets die. Your outlets supply power that you require to thrive.
logging out and shutting down,