I was just thinking of all the reasons I moved to San Francisco, and one of them was that I wouldn’t have to deal with the higher education system in Houston, and that now I could actually get a degree. I’m going to forgo the assumption that it’s because the higher education is more difficult there, and understand that I’m avoiding it. Now I’m thinking that I really need to stop making excuses regarding a decision to move forward with my education. Fuuuuuuuuck.
About a year ago I had an extremely intense acid trip. I made a conscious decision to look at my reflection in a mirror. When I looked at my face I knew that if I didn’t see the right thing it would completely destroy the way that I looked at myself. I decided to see happiness. I exuded the purest form of happiness that I possibly could. I transformed into a god of happiness. I looked incredibly beautiful, truly godlike. I feel like that experience has cemented itself in my psyche, and I am not afraid of it.
Yesterday was so much fun. I definitely found the good ones. :)
A new chapter begins. 7 more days and I begin my move to San Francisco CA.
Incredibly excited, and a little it nervous. Spending my last day with my family tomorrow for Easter. Friday I’m having my last day at work, and a going away party with my coworkers.
I feel the love. I hope it keeps me afloat. Just like a seed in the wind.
This will make things a bit easier for me.
Currently I’m in my room listening to Alt J and tripping on acid and nothing is working the way I want it to.
Look at this chest I’ve been building. *beams with pride*
I been drankin, i been drankin
Making lists of boyfriend/girlfriend requirements is such a terrible idea. You never know who you will fall for, and how upsetting would it be for them to read that list at some point?