Texture Tantrums

It's just another image. It is an oldish one, well, it wasn't made in the last month anyway. It doesn't hold any particular memories, or mean anything special to me. I just like it.

Looking at it, it is a reflection on the time it was made, all the parts are from the one image but then, they are torn apart and pieces are now missing. Other parts have changed colour and warped. It is similar to how a person can be. Taking the work too far, I know. But it's my blog, I can do what I bl**dy well like.

Started college yesterday, plunged into second year. I have been anticipating with dread, the idea of going back. Deservedly so. It is frighteningly different. All the concentration lies in one place now, and can't be distracted. I so very much, in the past, have relied on being distracted, as an excuse not to excell. Blast and damn it now! Gotta be good a things now. A 'holy sh!t' moment, you are 20 and have to get a grip on things.

I'm sure things will calm down, eventually. Its really hot in the kitchen, I'm not sure I can stand the heat, but going to have to try. The comfort zone has dissapeared and been replaced. So I feel like the picture, a whole, with bits removed, and a little discoloured in places. But underneath it all, it is entirely solid.

'tap on the window, knock on my door, I wana make you feel beautiful...' - Maroon 5
I heard it today while in the back of my friends car, going home. It is just running around my head, I love how he (excuse the ignorance, I do not know his name) sings the line.