no words

the beginning.

i'm twenty two.
some days i feel so young, as though i will live forever.
other days i have to gasp for air thinking about how the days are running out.
i want to make the most of every one.
its something everyone says they want
but something not many people actually do.

i just started a new job in london.
i'm a receptionist, which isn't so bad.
but waking at the same time every morning,
walking the same pavement,
catching the same trains,
minding the same gap
putting on the same smile
it's starting to wear me down.

i can't avoid working. i get that. and i don't mind that.
but i don't think it has to be this monotonous.
i want to find something that makes me want to get out of bed in the morning.
people keep telling me that i never will.
but i don't get the point of living life if you aren't having a good time.
this will be my journey

i really want to start making a conscience effort to do something different or new at least once a week
i want to make the most of those two glorious days that separate friday and monday.
this is so easy to type as i lie in bed at 4 in the morning, but not actually that easy to do when the sun rises in a few hours.

thats where this blog comes in.
i'm going to record it all.
in writings. in pictures. in videos. in doodles.

some days will be full of sunshine
and others not so much.
but i'm trying not to let the unhappy in so much.

this is my space.
feel free to leave your mark.