I don't know what really triggered it. But last night I was feeling rather bad, like quite rather bad, and then I was just listening to Famous Last Words at about 4, making myself feel all ~*~inspired~*~ and such, and just drawing things. Because that's what I do when I feel down and stuff. And then I woke up this morning and I felt upset about a few things but then I just spent some time doing mundane things with my mother and then doing nice things like shopping on Lygon St and talking to John's nice friends who are old and bald jkfdslh and well I just felt
uh
content.
I really do not know why but somehow some switch has flicked on in my brain and I feel different but in a good way. Or something. I don't understand what I'm saying either so yeah. But it's just sort of sunk in that, well, I have done some fucking stupid shit in the last couple years, and people have done some fucking stupid shit to me as well, and a lot of the time I wish I could just not have acted a certain way or treated some people in a certain way or just been able to fix things like friendships and relationships or maybe just not lost control of things. But the thing is, I finally fucking accepted the fact I will eventually just get over these things and I will feel better about everything in time. I do really have a lot to be thankful for and I take that for granted majority of the time. And if you're reading this I am probably thankful that you're my buddy. Because you're fab and you've helped me in some way at some point in time, most certainly. So there you go. Long serious blog post that will probably not occur again in a long while. I just thought you ought to know I'm not completely insane.
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