I have been meaning to write to you lately but I have never thought of the right thing to say. I'm sorry is not enough. Begging for forgiveness is not my style or lying to you about where I have been... yes I have been busy and I know I always said I would make time for you... make time for us. I guess I just never did. The fact is that I am here now. Now is all that really matters. As much as the future and past may effect how we feel, deal, react to the circumstances of the present, just remember we will always have this place.
This space to share.
Where the hell did 2012 go? I swear this year ended before it even started. What makes matters worse is that over this year I have neglected this blog entirely. I was going to do a whole full year update but I thought what was the point.
Instead I want to start fresh. New. Revitalised.
I woke up today ready to just spend my lazy Sunday off watching endless streams of TV shows when I decided I must do something today. I decided I would brush off the dust on my dslr and take some photos and get back to what I love doing. Taking photos of my life.
I am not going to make any silly promises to myself that I will constantly update like I used to back in 2011. What I will do is I will try a little harder to share my life more. Blogging is something I really enjoy and I have forgotten so much about this online love affair as my mind has been cluttered in the busy stream of a '9 to 5' job. One of my little pushes that I told myself was that I need to keep some of the old me that really seems to be fading away.
The insane thing about working a regular job is that you actually start turning into a robot. You actually lose a sense of your own personality. Your life becomes revolved around targets and being a well oiled sales machine that a piece of your soul gets lost. At least that is what happened to me. I slowly became to lazy to post original content. Started making excuses. Started becoming lazy. The idea of blogging became more and more tedious.
I really do not what this blog to turn into a job but I really do need a place to hold on to my creativity. A place where I can express myself freely without judgement. A place where I can still keep a part of my soul and still remain authentic. I want to treat this blog like an accomplishment. Something I earned. Even if absolutely no one reads my posts at least these posts are here for me. Evidence that I did live. That I can complete something. I think everyone needs to be proud of something and I want this blog to be that for me. My pride and joy.
Anyway, sorry for the long spiel about myself. Here are some photos I took today of my most special place.
My humble bedroom.
My bed with the bright orange Indian sheets.
Some photos of friends, skateboard, misc.
Some of my literature guarded by Jesus himself.
Some old art and the necklace one of my best friends bought me.
The rest of my room.
I really hope you enjoyed that I will really try and make an effort to atleast post something. I think that is my goal from now on. To atleast upload something every week. I am sorry if this was boring to you but I will work harder to bring you more exciting stuff.
Thanks
Laifai.
