Can't sleep yet. I'm sitting here thinking about geometry and shapes and cigarettes. Mostly shapes, though. The one-length square cut seems easy enough, but it seems only tomorrow will tell. I don't really want to go to bed, though. You know those nights you have sometimes, where you don't want to go to bed because maybe, just maybe if you stayed up all night, tomorrow would never come? I feel like that just a little, at the moment.
I mean, I want tomorrow to happen, I just don't like sitting in 101 traffic for an hour.
Although at the same time, it reminds me of something my uncle said to me once. This was before I started school, but we were having a conversation on the impact of public transportation, and how LA is shit because our public transportation is virtually nonexistent (fuck our buses and fuck our excuse for a subway system). He was telling me how we have a certain bus that will take me to school, and taking it would make my life easier because I'm going to fucking hate sitting in traffic everyday.
Alright, well I fucking hate traffic, but I had sort of an epiphany after thinking about that.
Before I started school, I was working full time for months at a boring desk job. Just 8 hours, every day, same faces, same bullshit. I fucking hated it, but I had nothing else to do and having money almost made up for how boring life was.
I realized that sitting in traffic for 45 minutes is not only the least of my fucking problems, but is also preferable to sitting at a desk for 8 hours wanting to pull my hair out.
Especially because I can blast dance music and dance in my car while waiting to get onto the 405, while everyone kind of stares at me weirdly. Or dances with me.
So hey, it takes me awhile to pick out details like that at times, but instead of complaining about stupid shit, just remember all of the awesome shit that outweighs it. Even if it's little.
Like school. (at least for me)
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