Oh my god two entries in one night.
Song: Careless Whisper by George Michael
Book: Lady Chatterley’s Lover, D.H. Lawrence
Mood: Strangely ecstatic
I just had an epiphany. I’m having the ball of my life. Oh good god. Things will never be this good ever again. Look, look. I’m satisfied (in certain areas in certain aspects). I’m having a goddam ball and I didn’t even realize it till this very moment. POP A BOTTLE, WHERE’S THE GODDAM CHAMPAGNE? I’m going on a big adventure in less than two months, I’m going on an escapade, I’m going AWOL for half a year! COOL. I have this little thingamajig going on here as well, which is surreal, very surreal. Very nice, too. Good god.
A bit strange to feel ecstatic whilst listening to Careless Whisper.
Hm. Reality can be sweet after all. In a way. If you block out half of it. Sunscreen it. Goddamit I will NOT let myself burst this bubble! Whhhoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
