I will gracefully ease back into DeviantArt as if I had never left. But that's not true, is it? I left, right? (Did you notice? no)
Well, I am back and the birds are chirruping and it is 5:30 in the morning.
I cannot sleep. Looking back through my past writing, I realize how forced I made everything sound. Here I return in a tone that is completely true to the way I speak normally.
Future self, when you read this, I wonder if you will sound the same. I doubt so. I assume we shall all talk in robotic-tongue in the future, and I am okay with that.
I am in college and it is weird. Well, technically it is summer, but I am just pointing out that I am a collegiate person now and it is strange.
I am unsure if I will resume posting photos on here. Since I lost my premium account laziness I am unsure if I will remain dedicated. I really don't take photos for fun anymore, just money. This makes me sad. But I have started again and feel some sort of aesthetic formulating in my gut--so that's good, right?
I am going to kiss the sunset.
Oh yes. Since I no longer have a premium membership, I must give up my good journal skin. Bollocks.
Listening to: Birds.
Reading: e.e. cummings
Watching: Moonrise Kingdom
Playing: Pokemon Platinum