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Un Momento, Por Favor.
stop. write. stare. think. Repeat.
Vera Neumann for MAC. My haul.
二二五。五月天「诺亚方舟」演唱会那晚，跳了，笑了，哭了，闷了。所谓的「第二人生」即将要展开了。
我也跳回来这一片属于我自己的「空地」，写一写，看一看，说一说。
Everytime I reach a low point in my life, it’s almost about the same issue: not satisfied with my present life. Life to me is best experienced in the 24 hour period. Wake up, work, walk, wash, sleep. Repeat. 6x a week. That has been the stretch that myself can’t bear. I’m not the most hardy person when it comes to work, neither am I a sloth.
Maybe no one is born a sloth, laziness is not a habit either. Laziness is borne out of the self-perception that effort is not well-appreciated, hence, why work?
When we are forced by instincts of hunger, isolation, lust… We sit up, stand up and move towards fulfilling the ends of these instincts nagging inside at us.
That’s when laziness disappears and motivation or action begins.
Have I become too comfortable? I don’t think so, I like to think of myself as ‘suffering’ in the mild form. Being put in an uncomfortable position, happy to be given space to move around and adjust…
I want to be facing new challenges in life, with that sense of equipped determination and inspiration to overcome them. Like truly living. Not merely breathing.
It’s easy to say how some people never change. But. It’s just when they need this from me they come to me, appear like a toadstool in the damp dark forgotten woods. What can I say? I’ll just play along in the dark and hope I find my way out of it. I can’t dwell too long lest I be consumed.
And like they say, moving on… …
My time for eat pray love. Not thinking about missing him. Will take it in my stride when it comes…
With the 8flo team at Mens Fashion Week press conference!
