Sunday, 23 November 2008

I'm going to simplify my prose now.

I went out tonight for the first time in months. It was fun, I talked with strangers and danced with friends, but after awhile I became too aware of how much of a tease the whole place was.

There was too much promise for it to ever deliver, and after going out repeatedly over the summer I had a good sense that this place would be no different.

The previous day had been interesting but draining, reminding me again why I shut myself away and just draw constantly.

Still, if I don't sleep enough tonight I can still get enough work done for tomorrow.

I can't wait until I'm twenty six. Twenty eight maybe.

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Also I don't like the following pictures as much as I hopefully will, but bear with them for now.


1 comment:

Pax said...

the bar scene is really nothing but a place for conversation lol most of em are 25 - 30 anyway, not sure its gonna change much for you in the next couple of years ;)