With time being nothing more than the trust we have in one day following the next and the hope that the people who loved us yesterday will be there to love us again tomorrow, our creations are not only, (when well depicted) the link into sharing what we value as our world, but the only true evidence we have of change. To say there is no room for new art is to say there is no room for tomorrow.
There is so much pressure placed on finding your mr or miss perfect these days, what with all the movies, books and social ideals. Your partner doesn't represent you, you aren't judged by who they fall short of, they're not you in another, they're not supposed to be who you've always hoped yourself to be, they're not yours, your not theirs, you aren't judged by what they do, as what they do is not a reflection of you, you aren't with them because you think your mother will disapprove, or your ex-best friend will be jealous, or you'll be skyrocketed to stardom within your group of friends. They are just someone, being a someone that likes to spend time with you. Just as you are you, flawed but brilliant all at once, when you're spending time with them. And it kind of takes the pressure off finding perfection, because perfection in a partner will never exist. We're all just people, trying to be happy, let it be.
Today was a grey day. Have you ever had one of those? Where it seems like no matter what you do to try and clear the dark clouds that seem to be suffocating your freedom, the world just pisses on you. I hate my job, its making me depressed and I'm in one of those places where my attitude is kind of holding me back now too. Im not all optimism, but really? Who is in these kinds of situations? Those goody two-shoed air-heads who's lives are illusions of cotton candied hopes and dreams, thats who. Well I have hopes and dreams too, and if that means staying in bed all day to re-write my CV so I'm seemingly employable only to have my computer crash and lose the entire thing as I'm up to the reference phone numbers then so be it. Life is twisted, and you know what life, I'm twisted too.