Where the heart is.

I spend a lot of time at home. It kind of makes me feel like I've already graduated or dropped out and just have nothing to do all day but live. Which probably contributes to why I am so far behind in school right now. I end up sleeping a lot, or reading, or painting, or doing other pointless things when I should be doing school. I actually like to clean my room and organize it, too. But that's more of a control thing. I still enjoy it nonetheless.

Spending so much time at home or in my room has made me more open to adventures, I think. Because I'd do anything with anyone if they invited me just to get out of the house. Even if I don't particularly like whoever invited me. But that doesn't happen very often, anyways, being invited to things. So sometimes I go on adventures on my own. But that usually just makes me feel even more lonely and wish that I had someone who would call me spur of the moment with a great adventure in mind and off we'd go set to such a perfect playlist we might as well be starring in our own indie movie.

I have all sorts of great adventures that I would love to embark on, but no one to embark with. Really I've just been waiting for the right best friend for a long time for this sort of thing. I'm pretty sure I won't ever find them. At least find them here. Because I have some very grand friends, but none of which live even remotely close. Maybe someday I'll resort to just doing all the adventures on my list by myself.

So I guess for now I'll just sit in my very clean room and blog, or sketch, or read.