I have for a very long time felt completely no sympathy for people who have no lives, be it jobs or friends or family, because I believe that you really build your own castle, and that an inability to balance these things comes solidly from just overall being a slack ass.
My eyes have not only been opened, they have pretty much been mauled by the savage eye bear, because I realised that I don’t see my friends like ever.
With my beautifully painted room comes a brand new desire to rebuild my slowly crumbling life, where work is the only thing on my mind.
I know that I’ll seriously regret not doing anything if I just keep sitting by.
Might even throw a ‘Painted Room Party’ >.