Lounging

I have a thirst for doing risky things. Not sure why. I guess the thrill is intriguing, and I want to prove to myself that I can do those things, but I’m choosing not to. As opposed to not doing them because I’m a wimp.

But to me those things seem more interesting then they actually are.

Partying, drinking, doing recreational drugs, it’s all fun. And I have no problem taking part in that every now and then, but I can’t see myself doing it all the time. I think peaceful activities are more of my thing. I can talk or walk for hours. I can sit in a room and listen to music all day long while rearranging my room, and feel sooo good. I can write in my journal about everything that’s happened to me in the past 6 months. All very detailed, describing every emotion, and moment I experienced, and go to bed completely satisfied.

It’s a great feeling, knowing I’ve been in control all day.

For example today I’ve spent all day by myself, cleaning my apartment, packing, listening to music, online wasting time…and doing plenty of thinking and just overall relaxing.

I feel rejuvenated. Like I can take on the world. Which will come in handy now that I have a crap load of home work to get done. But that’s not the point…the point is I’m more into the chill lifestyle than the crazy party one, even though sometimes I like to indulge in it.