The Little Things

I used to live in a place
where the little things meant a lot
peace enclosed in a bubble, surrounded by chaos
the thinnest of membranes
rent open often, and each time growing back weaker
thinner
smaller and smaller events tearing it
the insignificant things
the needle so close to the translucent skin
it's the little things
when you live in a place
where the little things mean a lot
you never leave it

confrontation is hard
when the little things mean a lot
arguments leave bigger scars
when the little things mean a lot
friends are gone in the blink of an eye
when the little things mean a lot
breaking down comes easily and quickly
when the little things mean a lot

What is Busy

I have a lot to do
but a lot of times, I don't feel busy
i guess I associate busy with motion
and a lot of what I halve to do involves sitting on my computer
or at my desk
generally not leaving my room
except for class
Of course
I do leave, and quite often
things that are not necessary, but are needed
for sanity
but still, there is the stress
from what I need to be accomplishing
for a frame of refrence
here are my tabs:

yes they do take two pictures...but there are repeats

and yes, with the ironic "time management" XKCD comic, what can I say

oh and windows

I have said my life is a clusterfuck of internet activity
and do not be misled
I am not complaining
I want to get an Iphone just to bring it all with me
everywhere I go
and I know
that the complexity of my obligatieons
is something I chose
I don't need to be taking 20 credits or volunteering in Ghana
so no complaining
because my life is awesome
and a little bit busy
but that is the way I like it