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To my surprise, this day of sappy bullshit, turned out well.
Valentine’s day never mattered when I was with someone. I barely remembered it was even coming up, the only reason I ever did was because of media and shit.
Being alone, for the first time in 6 years, on this day, well…It was kinda nice.
Because, instead of ignoring today because I was with someone, and not caring because I didn’t need anything, I got a bunch of nice messages and things from people. People going out of their way to make my day a little better.
I never cared for this day. Never needed to celebrate it, it didn’t matter.
But, the fact that people actually made me take note of it by doing nice things, was….cute…and nice. And it made me realize how many people I have by my side, and how open the field is.

Still..

I am stuck in all the same.
With the two paths I’d like to chase, I come to the same kind of end.
Unwanted by those I’d choose to pursue.
At least one of them does let me know I mean something. =)

The motion of being inspired.

The motion of being inspired.

hannaH-21 Offbeat. Aspiring writer/artist/psychologist. An affinity for open minds, and bold moves. Crappy guitarist. Music lover. Video game player. Rainy optimist. =)