Mood: happy
Now Playing: Laid -- Matt Nathanson
Am I obsessed with myself? This past summer, I decided to start treating myself well, in hopes I'd eventually train my brain to think I was really something special. It kinda worked. More often than not, I'm more than happy to be me. Everyday, I find something new about myself to love. Is this weird?
This whole blog, of course, is about me. It's a journal of my random thoughts and some of my not-so-random emotions, a tale of love and loss, triumph and tragedy.... Yeah, it's just a blog, not a movie. Don't get carried away there, Holly.
You see, there's this person I've known over three years, and it wasn't until maybe four days ago that I discovered I don't know him or her at all. Do I not ask questions? Am I not interested in hearing about the trivial details of anyone else's life? Just kidding on that one. My life's not any more interesting than yours. Well, it might be, but you could easily change that. Should I change mine, to stop being so self-absorbed, or is this self-adoration thing healthy for me?