I've been learning how to do things by myself. I am learning to get lost in books, in nature, meditation, I can enjoy and appreciate the feeling ov healing myself.

my story is still getting told

When will anyone appreciate what an artist has to say? What does it take? Will they listen 20 years from now, or when we die? Is this why to be an artist we must learn to find patience?

die in me.
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day 24

still coughing and it is annoying. I am ___, for no reason. my throat is itchy. I went to 24 hour fitness and had a good sleep. woke up early, early, early bird catches the worm. I want to make more art. I am traumatized by crazy people. Why are there people like this in the world? I just close the door and lock it so I don't have to worry about it all. Don't want to see you smoke, or hang out with you to watch you smoke. I want ice cream instead. And bike rides

I can now honestly say that "I love myself" and ready to accept whatever life will give to me.

day 15 no smoking

I am starting to feel heathier but I still have an annoying cough

Absolute Obsoletism

Anybody want to see my broken macbook charger collection? We live in the age of "Absolute Obsoletism", where everything is meant to break at a certain amount of years or we have to keep updating on the next top gadget. Is this another way the 1% is screwing us?