Im in a indie music mood today..

A girl drowning in her own thoughts; Her hands barely break the surface..
She's no angel, but she stumbles on her clipped wings and tattered spirit..
The perils seems endless, but the journey is still on..

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Do you ever just want to get away? I don't mean take a drive or one of those midnight walks where the wind chills your face and numbs your pain. I mean really get away. Like a whole other dimension. Jump straight into a book, skip across the words and dive right into some other life?

Let the troubles slip away, be them simple or extreme.. left to taunt the barren ground of the life you just left..

hm.. just a question, just a thought.

Too bad we can't, even for just a few hours. Though I think we have a mediocre way of doing that.. I believe its called.. vacation..

or sometimes it's an asylum..

ya know, whatever floats your boat.

I don't have a boating license so.. I'm just out of luck I suppose..

Hm. So, now what? A rant? I splash of emotion as I spill out my thoughts about my stupid dilemma? I think not.

I think I'll just get a bit scatter brained.. maybe give a little wisdom here or there. Maybe not. Maybe I'll just discuss something completely pointless, but still something to think about.

I don't know what to expect of this blog. But I'm just gonna go with it..

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So, I started this blog last night, but didn't want to be up all night typing my heart out and not get enough sleep...because I'd then procrastinate on a paper I needed to type...
and guess whhhatttt?!

I STILL haven't started my paper.. despite my efforts. Now I'm procrastinating even more.

but anyway onward with the blogging..

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I question our species a lot. We are a sad species, are we not?

Think about it.

- We are the ONLY species that kills the STRONGEST rather than weakest (i.e. wolves attack the slower weaker or younger animals..so both groups can still survive).

-We are the ONLY species to kill TRULY for sport of it.

-We are the ONLY species to truly abuse our intelligence

-We think we're so much better than others that we even start attacking our own species if they don't meet our certain criteria (beauty, money, etc).

Well i guess more or less I question the morale of society rather than the actual species but still, you get the point. -- I started this blog forever ago and I'm trying to finish it so I just typed out some points, sorry that this blog is so scattered.
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So, I started this blog last semester (and as you can see from the above sentence) I am finishing it today. I want to continue the original beginning of the blog, not the rant about society. I can do that any time, haha. I swear I am an optimist.. I just have my moments where I must rant.

But seriously, who hasn't wanted to get away from it all. Seriously away. Just stop time for a while..

Take it slow, slower than slow. Literally a break from life. Just walk in the calm. It would be amazing.

Maybe take a trip back to childhood. Become carefree again, back when school or work didn't consume you. Back when the worst part of your day was a scraped knee or a shortened recess.

I think our bodies try to create this little synapse in life for us to fall into and take a break. It's like when you go through your day and life passes you by, you sit in class but take absolutely nothing in. It's like you did all your work but you were never there. It's like your mind can't take it anymore so it takes all that you are somewhere in the depths of your soul, and even you can't find the way out. Have you ever felt like that? It doesn't exactly feel good.

In ,it's a slight numb and empty feeling. You feel like you've lost yourself, you are stuck in a lull and everything else is moving around you. But then later (who knows how long it takes) you suddenly come back. You're you. It's like your mind let you relax, while your body did the work, then you come back refreshed.

Has that ever happened to you? You just feel *off*, not *yourself*.. and it hurts.. and then eventually, for no reason, you feel fine again.. sure with the coming back of yourself you may cry or sit and question why, but you are back to yourself again... and feeling a lot better.

I don't know, maybe I'm just full of crap and want to make an explanation to why that happens. But it seems logical. You detach yourself only in the end to feel yourself more.

hm. lol