juliana

happy birthday, summer

i stay up too late surfing the internet, looking for an unidentified thing. my long hours of searching frequently yield little but additional moments of wasted life.

an hour ago i was pissed off to remember i have morning yoga on sundays, and since i was an irresponsible twat tonight, i will miss it.

i was going to blog "what the fuck is it i'm always looking for at this time of night??" then i came across something that made the last 3 hours worthwhile.

i won't say what it was, but essentially it was a spark. the spark. inspiration, creative motivation, my reason for living, all that.

now i'll gladly go to bed. here's to first days.