So I need to get my own place which is sweet so I can get on my own vibe.
Well that’s what I thought 6 months ago, and I did so I should be happy.
But this place is too big. I can’t relax because the rent is so high, every week I gotta make that rent.
It’s funny what can happen when you’re working on a blog post. Shit can get achronological, and nonsensical. That doesn’t mean I care enough to edit it out.
Look I can put an ad here. That’s editorial for you.
But someone might turn up and move in, so that’s all good. It’s brilliant really. Because minimizing an overhead is way way better than ensuring the same in income.
A drop in overheads is just what I need. Less to worry about, more to contribute to better stuff. My jam was all out of sync. Sure I only spend about half my income, but over half what I spend was my rent, it wasn’t right. Now I’m a little bit more free
Eventually I’ll want to go back to grey lynn. But I want my space. Money seems to buy you more flash, but not much more space. So I’m going to wait and hold out for the right thing, if my money is going so sweet why shouldn’t I?
At some point I’m going to have paid off every single bill and written off every debt and I’ll just say well, let’s get out of here. Let’s get back to grey lynn. Or it opens another avenue on the shop.
But back to the original vibes.
There’s always something else.
That’s what I like about camping. There’s nothing else. The food you’ve got and the bed and everything has to be good enough because that’s all there is. That’s what I like about tour. You may aswell enjoy a drink and a smoke because there ain’t nothing better to do.
Maybe that’s life, maybe I should just enjoy myself because there’s no point in chasing girls who won’t ever give a shit, and there’s no point screaming your guts out trying to get attention for your art over everybody else’s if that’s how you want to spend your life.
When you live with someone else, there’s always something distracting you, so when you live alone it’s easy to obsess over your problems.
oh well thats sorted out.
It’s easy to wake up thinking of nothing that’s inspiring, because there’s nothing to distract your mind from the immediate shortcomings of your life.
Sometimes you feel great, usually I feel better than I have in the past, as I’m not stressed out.
but yeah things move on, new challenges present themselves.
Don’t think we’ll be going camping somehow.
Yeah back on the dateline, not only have my overheads dropped but some good business just jumped in, can I manage not to care though? Find out next time at existential bass camp!
