There is this picture in my bedroom. Its been hanging on the wall for a while . About a month ago someone slammed a door and now its hanging sideways.
This picture frame is everything right now.
I see it every day. I notice how crooked it is. I don't fix it. I don't care enough to. The other day, I walked into my room and stared at everything for I don't know how long. I noticed how my chapstick is supposed to be in my bag. How my bag is supposed to be next to my books. How my books aren't supposed to be burried under the pile of shit on my bed. How that pile of shit is not supposed to be there at all. Everything is out of place. Just like me. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm only sure about one thing. That one thing being my boyfriend. I don't want to clean my room. I try. I move about two things then I either get distracted or stop because I don't feel like doing it.
it seices to amaze me the way you can take analogies from anything
ReplyDeletedeep analogies
from the simplest of thing
crooked pictures
chapstick
you are aware