The Weight
I visited Otago University yesterday. It really was amazing. I don't know about moving away from some of my loved ones though.
Their P.E. department really seems like the best place for me to do a degree. They even have a flume, which is the swimming version of a treadmill.
And their anatomy department- mind-blowing. Filled with cadavers. Insanely amazing and interesting to know you're looking at real human body parts.
But I don't want to go yet. I want to go to Tahiti or France first.
I want an adventure.
But I keep getting told that I can't do it.
And I'm really, truly starting to believe it.
I starting to believe that I'm destined to spend my life letting others make decisions for me, because I'm not responsible or informed enough to make the right ones myself.
And that really does seem safer.
But let us not focus on this pensive state I'm in, one of the things that I loved, was the stencil graffiti around the place- You have no idea how much I want to meet another real, tangible graffiti artist. If I moved there, I would hunt this artist down, and we would stay up late at night stencilling and creep into the dark and make the world a more interesting place.








Their P.E. department really seems like the best place for me to do a degree. They even have a flume, which is the swimming version of a treadmill.
And their anatomy department- mind-blowing. Filled with cadavers. Insanely amazing and interesting to know you're looking at real human body parts.
But I don't want to go yet. I want to go to Tahiti or France first.
I want an adventure.
But I keep getting told that I can't do it.
And I'm really, truly starting to believe it.
I starting to believe that I'm destined to spend my life letting others make decisions for me, because I'm not responsible or informed enough to make the right ones myself.
And that really does seem safer.
But let us not focus on this pensive state I'm in, one of the things that I loved, was the stencil graffiti around the place- You have no idea how much I want to meet another real, tangible graffiti artist. If I moved there, I would hunt this artist down, and we would stay up late at night stencilling and creep into the dark and make the world a more interesting place.









Comments
I don't like what you wrote. Its only true if you make it so.
You are a way stronger person than that. Unless i am a terrible misjudge of character.
There's only so long that a person can withstand being beaten down.
I looked at my mirror the other day, and I just about cried when I realised I hadn't even been seeing something that I wrote on it at the end of last year.
"BE DETERMINED"