Hello, monsters. My name is Daniel, and this is my blog. I post amusing and exciting things. Enjoy them.
Also I follow back blogs I like, which is pretty neat if you're into that kind of thing.
Note: if you are friend to House Lannister or any of their ilk, you are not welcome here, ye inbred baseborns.
And I don’t mean that in regards to the weather, as it’s decidedly springtime as far as that’s concerned.
I mean that today is neither good nor is it bad. I am neither happy not am I sad. I simply am.
And on grey days such as this, I find myself nostalgic and absent. I’ve come to the realization that I’m getting older, and quickly. It’s strange, I know, to “come” to such a realization so patently obvious, but most people don’t until their middle ages. So the way I see it, I’m just advanced.
I should be hopeful and optimistic. I have a bright future ahead of me, most likely, and I should look forward to it. But the closer it gets, the more I long for the times in my past when, though moody, depressed, disturbed, and ostensibly miserable, I was happy.
I think I miss high school, but not in the way that most do. I don’t care for the great majority of my graduating class, I don’t at all miss the tediousness of it all, and I certainly am glad to have the freedom I do. I can’t actually say what it is that I do miss, just that it feels like a part of me that I’ve lost and am unlikely to find again.
I don’t know.