Self Grounding

From dawn till dusk I was held captive in my room. A slave to college packing. From 9am to 6am I stared hard at piles of crap that I didn't even know still existed. At one point I even spent an hour just lying on it. My bedroom is the last place I want to spend any of my summer time in, especially when it comes to cleaning it. But now that the task is done and my junk is all....well, either thrown away or stored in cute little boxes, I feel sad. Sad to see naked walls. 

Everything but that picture frame is gone.

No more flowers or paper grass. 

And no more Lenka quote decorating my entire wall.

Everything is just....bleh. My sister came in when I was near closure and took one look at the walls and asked what in the heck I was doing. I told her I was packing up for college. She told me the room looked sad. And the fact that I was leaving soon was sad. 

From that point forward I was stuck in a sad mood. But I blame my music choice. Darn you Ry Cuming for putting me in this mood. 

But thank goodness for pinterest. 

Saved me (somewhat) from the depths of despair. 

This is my life. For anyone who knows me. 

Every day. 

Darn you.