Monday, 8 June 2009

drawing wallpapers to escape

just because i wanted to write something and didn't know what to write about, i thought i'd tell you four things about to me. normally, i'd do these things in an odd number, (because for some strange reason, even numbers never look as nice) but i could only currently think about four that i actually cared about.
  1. i cannot draw - everyone can put pen to paper and doodle aimlessly without thinking. but even when i try to draw the results are catastrophic. i once tried to draw a human, by the time i had finished, it looked like an ant/horse mutant. i have infact been told on many occasions to stop drawing for my own and other peoples sake. people actually find it painful to look at my drawings. it is embarrassing. just like my singing and my dancing.
  2. i can never find a nice background for my laptop screen - until now. this is my current wallpaper:
  3. i have selective hearing - my hearing is amazing. i can hear carbonated drink bubbles hitting a glass from over a foot away. and yet sometimes friends will be talking right to my face, and i just won't hear it. this is probably as a result of over-day-dreaming but i'd much rather live in a fictional world sometimes. there's less litter.
  4. i plan to escape - this relates back to the day-dreaming thing i guess. earlier i was thinking how i wouldn't like to fade out from someones life, because then, what are the chances of them remembering that i even existed? i want to escape this town one day; there are too many people who grew up here and are still stuck here. my parents did. i know lots of peoples parents who did. i'm absolutely terrified that i will get trapped in this vortex which is my hometown. it's an okay place, and there are some lovely people, but i feel if i don't get out, i've wasted more than i could ever dream of. there is so much opportunity out there. i'd write a few letters, post them, and leave. i'd be in the airport before they knew it. i love travelling; it would be an aimless purpose. looking for something that doesn't exist, but is always there. the ultimate adventure.

3 Comments:

The Heartbroken said...

There's something about that last point that just hits me in the face. I think it has to do with being stuck in a certain place forever. Nobody wants that. The best thing to do, is keep chasing that thing. Because, I guarantee you, it's out there. It's down to you, to find it.

Sydney Swift said...

Firstly, apologies for my writing hitting you in the face. It normally doesn't tend to be violent - it's got a mind of it's own.
Secondly, thank you, that's a really lovely, inspirational comment.

Car said...

Well... at least you can draw ant/horse mutants =]