big mood
Two Spined Spider
Kaiaua, New Zealand
Cleaning the house and watching Frontiers in the background. Jason Mamoa makes me realize how bi i really am…
I dipped my toes in the Mississippi and came to the sad realization that part of my mental illness means that unless if I purposefully set out and inject myself with feelings and emotions through external stimulus I will remain apathetic and empty and numb. I need charges to feel anything. That is pretty depressing but in order to cope I need to adjust to the circumstances…
so music/writing/drawing/photography needs not to become hobbies but habits otherwise I will not exist…at least not in a tangible real way.
I went for a hike the other day…
