Some days that just feel like absolute shit and are going down hill, you have to admit are bad. But then when you realize that its everyday that you have no control over your life and that you are not happy, things just kinda snap.

I've always wanted to get out, somewhere where i wouldn't feel as if the chains were suffocating me, where i could decide my own life. But then I realized that when you've been looking at the shadow of that cave wall for so long, sometimes there is no going back to light. The light hurts too much to be able to even live in it, and if you did you'd fail.

If I'm not happy where i am, how will I ever be happy? Someone once told me that happiness was 90% perception and 10 % reality...i believe them. But when the perception is skewed so much from reality, then why not just say fuck reality and be happy living in a padded cell for the rest of your life? Once again its heading to three in the morning, just finished watching Blue Spring (great movie by the way) and I'm going to be scanning some new drawings to post soon.

Thanx for visiting my little corner of this crazy house some might call a world ^_~ Come again!