Boxes are Blossoming

A semi-early update from me, which will probably turn into my usual 11pm update as I failed to be quick with these types of things. It's the same with mothers and parties, somehow when she tells you she is about to leave and you should hurry up and  get your coat, she talks for another 20 minutes before she actually says goodbye to anyone, which will take an additional 10 minutes. Same goes for me and blogging, I usually start but halfway get distracted by other things and end up publishing these bitches right before midnight. The only real reason that I am doing this now is because I am downloading Ginger Snaps and I got some time left to fill, this is how I do that. I'm afraid the download is not fast enough and I will still end up watching the bloody thing tomorrow. (pun intended)

I could be doing homework, as I ought to, but I am lazy and am not feeling too great, so I will leave those things for tomorrow. It's not like I haven't done anything at all, I have searched for relevant information I could use, so that that is already partly done for tomorrow, so I will only have to write about it tomorrow and not do all the google-fu, or the "deskresearch" as we call it here.

Boxes are appearing everywhere in the house, it's like the spring flowers that suddenly pop out of the ground this time of the year. Suddenly a field a filled with these crocuses that weren't there before, the same happens with these boxes. I leave for college in the morning and when I come there is this sudden pile of boxes sitting behind the window. My mum has actually been working her ass off, filling these boxes with whatever is in them. Together with my father yesterday, putting all the picturesbooks into boxes, games, general stuff that we have in the downstairs closets. Last Friday my brother has put all the books that were on the shelves downstairs into boxes, there are still almost a hundred books upstairs waiting to get packed. Today I helped my mother out sorting all kinds of sheet music, you would think that that would fit into one box. But we have a seriously extended collection of sheet music of all kinds, excluded my own violin sheet music that I keep in my own room. I got about 5kg of sheet music in my room, varying from guitar tabs to whole violin concerts. In a little more than a month everything has to be packed, me and my sister have to be moved somewhere else and half my parent's stuff will be somewhere in Gelderland while they reside for another few months at my uncle's place.

Having an empty piece of lined paper in front of me is very inspiring, already wrote two poems down that were inspired by the sheer fact that I had an empty piece of paper in front of me.

I suddenly realise that after hurting myself, for whatever reason I had last Saturday I am feeling actually way too good today. So many ideas just sprang to mind, things to do, things to write. There isn't possibly enough time in a day to fit it all in there. My moods are terribly confusing to me. I wasn't even down last weekend, just feeling low, unmotivated and awkward and strange, right now I could be dancing on the rooftop of the skies finding myself the best human in the world.

I just looked at a picture that got me inspired to again travel, but instead of making it digital, perhaps both, taking polaroid pictures and writing an authentic travelling journal.  I need a break, so, time to watch tv and do nothing before returning to the computer.

(I just took my big shoes off and my feet smell horrendous, really, the smell just rose up from the ground where my feet are, to my nose. Yes I didn't bother to take off my shoes with my hand, I take them off with my feet. These shoes are really bad when it comes to smell, but I love them anyway.)