give me miles and miles of mountains, and i'll ask for the sea..

I know, it's been a while. I've been meaning to make a re-appearance back on LiveJournal for some time now. But I'm still in a particular lazy-ish mood and I don't want to write about stuff. So that's why I thank the internet and that amazing little cheat that is Copypasta.

Life seems very... I don't know... empty right now. I seem to be drifting right now, with very little purpose and I'm struggling to entertain myself. I've got nothing to do, and I feel so uninspired so I can't seem to draw anything. I feel like I'm wasting my time and my mind seems to be wandering. I'm turning more and more into a dreamer.

I was walking home after seeing a friend in town today and whilst walking across the bridge, I kept looking out and down into the river. (which, might I add, is looking a lovely, murky brown with all that flood water) I kept imagining I'd stop, climb onto the ledge and just jump off. Part of me wandering what it would be like to die, the other half of me wanting just to reach out and fly.

I spent over an hour in the cemetary I live next to on tuesday. I mainly went for Grave Rubbings for Art, but I spent alot of it wandering around right in the old part, talking to myself. There's something about Graveyards that I love, but they scare me to death. I saw my Cousin and Great-Grandma for the first time in a while and got a little emotional. I could have stayed there for ever just talking to them.

School is dragging, there's only two weeks left. I'm starting to get restless and it's starting to get mundane. I wish the Summer Holidays were here...

I'll try and write something a but more decent about how I'm doing sooner or later. Who knows? I should get to bed now, bleh.