Feeling a bit empty today.
Web based journalsim, first project, create a blog on your passion. Right, cool....or not. Why am i struggling with this so much?
I'm not an in passionate person. I write, read, watch and absorb myself in aspects of most things, but i flicker between fads at such a rate, giving up, finding something new to wizz through for a few hours. Nothing catches my attention for long enough.
I never declare my love for things anymore, or if i do i don't follow them up. I'm often easily pleased, happy in a moment, I don't fully emerge myself into anything.
This is playing on my mind more than it should, its a silly project...
My passions are fleeting. I don't obsess over genres or clothes or stereotypes. I know to little about too many things.

I obsess over people, how they think, how they work, life and death and meaning are always circling my head, trying to understand, swim above life not sink underneath the nonsensical madness of it all. But somehow I don't think that's what my lecturer has in mind...

Moment of self doubt ranted out. No more anxiety. Breathe.

Lets get some mother fucking passion