unbound
i journaled for four hours today. it was a rough start considering i hadn't done any written self-reflection in over a month. i didn't think such inactivity would lead to feeling so unfamiliar with language. it wasn't like catching up with an old friend. all skills really are like muscles, i guess, which speaking of, i've literally also lost my already-negligible muscle mass and need to head back to the gym.
i know for sure the reason why i hardly post here is because i've established an unspoken rule with myself that everything i publish should be somewhat meaningful and serious or deep. but that's not really me. i rant, i overuse emojis and exclamations, question marks and ellipses. i want this blog to be unbound. i want to let me be free! an attempt:
last show i watched: Scott Pilgrim Takes Off, ep. 1 ā why is this so good?!
last show i completed: A Sign of Affection (anime) ā a story about a deaf girl and a hearing boy and how their relationship blossoms. a very cozy show to watch in the fall or winter. the main love interest has zero concept of personal space and has the biggest hero complex, PUKE. ...i still enjoyed it, though. it's the vibes and atmosphere; they always get me no matter the writing lol.
last article i read: Youth Isn't Important (For Lifelong Creativity) by Melos Han-Tani ā sparked a little bit of my artistic desire which i've been suppressing, sadly
last thing i ate: some clementines
last thing i listened to: Untitled (How Does It Feel) by D'Angelo ā the result of putting my slow R&B playlist on shuffle
until next time, i will be taking this space of mine less seriously. with my teeth grit, i'll be trying my best to let go of the desire to curate an image. š