wow… for once I’m sitting here trying to think of something to type
up but i can’t really come up with anything. I guess I figured things
would be different but really things never really do change. or if
there are any changes it’s hard to see because it’s not the kind of
change we were looking for. do you ever feel like that sometimes? I
guess life’s weird like that. maybe everything is just too routine.
maybe I’ve been day dreaming too much. just the other day I looked at
my watch and it said 11 p.m. and I just kept on staring at the time
because I brain farted on how to tell time. or maybe it’s my lack of
sleep from forcing myself to wake up earlier because I’ve been craving
breakfast and that’s causing me to get up earlier to go eat. XP yeah I
guess it’s the simple things about normal life that I miss. stuff like
real milk, not that preserved processed stuff that they give us. I
miss eating pancakes. of all things… pancakes?! I rarely eat that
stuff. I guess the whole me waking up earlier is just my futile
attempt to remember what it was life to live life normally like back
home. I started up running again to help take off the edge but nothing
beats the beach. the way I felt free when I was surfing. the way how
surfing made me feel like everything that was bothering me washed
away. all I know is soon, the guys who got here first will be leaving,
and soon our replacements will arrive. I can’t help but feel like I’m
at the home stretch of the race but also at the beginning at the same
time. I feel like I’ve gone beyond running on fumes. maybe I just need
to scream. XP haha! yeah maybe that’s it. maybe I just need to
rediscover my spark. who knows… or maybe it’s just that it’s been a
while since I’ve worked on my secret project. yeah… that’s it…
up but i can’t really come up with anything. I guess I figured things
would be different but really things never really do change. or if
there are any changes it’s hard to see because it’s not the kind of
change we were looking for. do you ever feel like that sometimes? I
guess life’s weird like that. maybe everything is just too routine.
maybe I’ve been day dreaming too much. just the other day I looked at
my watch and it said 11 p.m. and I just kept on staring at the time
because I brain farted on how to tell time. or maybe it’s my lack of
sleep from forcing myself to wake up earlier because I’ve been craving
breakfast and that’s causing me to get up earlier to go eat. XP yeah I
guess it’s the simple things about normal life that I miss. stuff like
real milk, not that preserved processed stuff that they give us. I
miss eating pancakes. of all things… pancakes?! I rarely eat that
stuff. I guess the whole me waking up earlier is just my futile
attempt to remember what it was life to live life normally like back
home. I started up running again to help take off the edge but nothing
beats the beach. the way I felt free when I was surfing. the way how
surfing made me feel like everything that was bothering me washed
away. all I know is soon, the guys who got here first will be leaving,
and soon our replacements will arrive. I can’t help but feel like I’m
at the home stretch of the race but also at the beginning at the same
time. I feel like I’ve gone beyond running on fumes. maybe I just need
to scream. XP haha! yeah maybe that’s it. maybe I just need to
rediscover my spark. who knows… or maybe it’s just that it’s been a
while since I’ve worked on my secret project. yeah… that’s it…
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