Mess

[smokingboot]

Wow. The papers are unbearable right now. I begin to suspect my life is better and I am better as a person if I just stay away. Maybe I'm closing my eyes to a lot of real unhappiness and injustice out there, on the other hand the manipulation is beyond blatant, and some of the comments I read are worse than Twitter. I like to think that much of it is trollery, but either way the papers seem neither informative nor fun. I can't read them anymore.

Instead, I am concentrating on setting up my new bookcase. There are meant to be two but the other is broken at the base, so had to be sent back. The amount of stuff I keep out of forgetfulness, or for sentimental value/pretty colours I think will look good against a wall one day. Currently, this room is a mess of paper, more paper and junk which includes the root of my favourite dead rose bush, some hair dye I never used, various single gloves and a packet of unopened parma violets. I don't even like parma violets!

Comments

[thatjustwontbreak]

There's nothing like a new bookcase. Re: the papers, we can only do what we can do.

[smokingboot]

New bookcases are just wonderful! Mind you, this one keeps creaking. I hope it's not overstuffed.

Re the papers, absolutely right.