Conflict

I am having much inner conflict here, folks.

It's like I'm fighting this battle with myself that I have no chance of winning.

I'm sick of it, I just want it to be over, but it's not. I live with it, literally.

Conclusion: I'm worn out, but I can't surrender. I just need to focus.

Also: school.

Please, someone convince me that an A- is a good grade and that I should not be mildly disappointed with it.

"Art is not to be underestimated as mere decoration, but should be recognized as an influential expression of ideas and a means for constructing a visual environment within which the nature of the individual and social ideals can be displayed."

--Robin Cormack

In Awe

Love the Sound....

...of leaves crunching beneath my feet.

The Essence of My Life

Hot cocoa. Books. Letters. A vintage feel.

It is 4 AM

Yes, I am up way too late. Over it.

You know what I don't understand?

People.

Sometimes I wonder about them, and why they care about certain things that I don't seem to care about.

I just love books. They're much simpler than real people.