#visdomsord

I'm trapped. Trapped in work. Now I'm tied to this place and I can't escape. I draw for free and have to move from one place to another. I can no longer find the peace I once did sitting on the balcony overlooking the Los Angeles sunrise. I remember those days, how pleasant it was to step on the cold tiles despite the hot climate in this city. My foot fully touched the cold texture and the plaster on the wall scratched my skin when I tried to close the balcony door behind me so as not to wake anyone. I sat on a plastic chair and drank my Sprite. The bubbles in the drink itched my nose and the bright morning rays made me sneeze. I took my favorite Pencil Pro and started drawing clumsy works for 10 hours that ultimately didn't bring me popularity, but I loved it, I loved it. Now I lie on the cold floor under the bed and hide my body behind a blanket hanging to the floor and try to draw something. Don't repeat my mistakes.😢

"no husband has ever been shot while doing the dishes"

the night before my 21st birthday i laid awake at night. after having stirred around for what seemed like an enternity, about 2 hours before i had to wake up for my 4.30 morning shift, i was struck with an unfamiliar thought.

right now i am really happy and my life seems so perfect, it almost couldn't get better. sometimes, particularly in my happiest of moments, i feel as if i am merely spectating someone else's life. like the words that come out of my mouth are lines of pre-written dialouge in a script, and my peers are actors playing their part.

i've never felt this way before, and i think it has to do with the fact i've never been truly happy like this before. i used to daydream about living a life where i could freely express myself and be surrounded by people who loved me for who i truly am. but that life seemed so far out of reach, it was never more than an indulgent fantasy.

now i am living that life that i once thought so impossible to live. i think that's why i feel this disconnect with my current life sometimes. it may just be something i have to get used to. i'm not particularly upset about it or scared by it. it's just new and unfamiliar, but that doesn't mean it's bad.

happiness is a fleeting emotion and not a permanent state, and it will wax and wane like waves in the ocean. there are times ahead of me when i will not be happy like i am now, and there are times when i will be even happier, and there are times when i will be bored or just content.

i treasure the happy moments i have worked so hard to be able to experience, and know that i will sometimes have to chase it yet again, and even just let it go for a while. if i keep going it will always return.

II Lev på ett sätt som att det inte spelar någon roll för du är i meningsfullhet.

III Det lilla, det minimalistiska ska vara det stora. I dagens kultur och samhälle handlar allt om att maximera lycka och ta bort ansvaret.

IV Skyll inte ifrån dig

V Identifiera de demoniska associeringarna 

VI Förlorare scrollar, förlorare följer 500 på Instagram

VII Vi ska inte inte ha människor i vårt liv vi inte bryr oss om

VIII Vi ska inte ha människor i vårt liv som inte bryr sig om oss

IX Var försiktig med människor som vänder kappan