I'd like to participate in more things in life. more writing. more roadtrips. More. More. There's never quite enough, is there?
No, not
really.
I'd like to do more. My boyfriend got me a headset. Or earphones. Over-the-ears. Point being, I'm glad because they make everything shut the hell up for a little bit, but I just got them. I wish I was more productive. Tonight, I'm mealprepping. Dinner. It's my off day and I have a week until school starts, so I might as well enjoy it, right?
My goal is posting more. Hanging out more. doing more.
I think I'm gonna start participating in fandomweekly again.
...I tended to enjoy grinding against the deadline, anyway.
I have to find gifts. But... me and bf are slowly getting there. Maybe the failing relationship is in front of my eyes and I'm just too stubborn to see it. Or maybe it's just be and my insecurities festering like rats on Kenny.
I got a Stan figure! And some posters. And some new clothes. It feels like a new me. More... cutesy. But more kitchy. More me. I drew today?
All the small things count for something.