yeah so I've discovered that i have these random moments of organization, one example was yesterday when i was stuck home.

Sometimes when i feel completely bored or i need to think, i start to organize all the useless shit i have around my room.

I go through phases like this every once in a while since I'm usually too lazy to clean my room, but this time it was different.

I found myself throwing things away that i had held onto for 6 years.
I was so attached to some of this stuff at some point and i never thought i would get rid of it, until i actually looked at it a few days ago and asked myself "what the hell do i even NEED this for?"

my room's a lot less cluttered now, but it's interesting to see all the pictures that i once cherished sitting at the bottom of the trash can.

ironically, my dad came to me yesterday saying that i need a moment of clarity. He was inspired to tell me to do so after watching pulp fiction. You know, that part at the end where jule's decides he wants to just roam the earth without a care in the world.

I've had my moment of clarity, and dammit it felt good.