||[Oct. 9th, 2007|11:36 am]
Rose Tinted Apathy
I'd like to. I want to. But I probably wont. And it bothers me. I want more from this. But I keep holding back,|
I need to do it.
I'm moving to queen anne. It's a nice area, close enough. Perfect even. I get to paint the walls don't have to cover it back up. I'm happy. I went to the gym after a long time of not going.
I'm maintaining a good dosage of my perscriptions. I'm in a muddle at the moment. Access to a computer makes me more melincholy. The internet I think is my enemy. Curiosity of how old friends are doing pops up, I never usually am curious unless I'm on the internet. This thing is no good for me. But this journal isn't to bad.
I'm having an art show in November, I need to complete atleast 5 to 6 paintings for it. I'm happy. I need to say it cause I am. Complacent and happy. Long time since i could say it and mean it. It's nice.