amelia
musings and casual thoughts.
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new year, same bullshit
no matter how hard i try to think of a more profound title for my first blog post in four months, it all comes back to the same thing: new year, same bullshit. January is zipping by at the speed of light, and my 29th birthday on March 7th draws ever near. i didn’t imagine this month would move so quickly, seeing as 2025 crept past at an agonizingly idle pace. perhaps others would say time is accelerating rapidly as they age, but for me, it seems to ebb and flow depending on what i want. i’ve never been afraid…
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nothing is romantic anymore
i have no concerns in regards to getting older. in fact, i’d argue i want to get older faster. i know the common consensus is, “enjoy your youth,” but youth is an overrated concept. that’s what the cynical part of me believes anyway.
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the ramblings of a loser
for someone who loves to write, i simply have not been writing enough. it’s as if every cell in my body screams any time i try to touch my fingers to a keyboard. i have all these words in my head; all these stories i want to pull into existence, but not a single ounce of energy to get it done.
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differences between ‘love’ and ‘in love’
i’ve been thinking lately that maybe i am truly unlovable.
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a brief thought on yearning
someone can be a yearner while not allowing that yearning to interfere with their life. the real question is if you consider one being unable to continue on with their life normally a necessary aspect of yearning?