back in my room

Whew, I'm so happy to have my computer back up and running. It was out of order for about a month and a half since the power supply died out of nowhere. I really got to see the difference in how I spent my time without a computer in my room. Mostly I laid on my bed scrolling through my tiny phone screen. Sometimes I read a little. Sometimes I journaled a bit. But mostly I was just passing as little time as possible before I went back over to Dillon's. I hated being home. I had no music to play over my speakers, drowning the rest of the house out. I couldn't comfortably watch something on youtube, and I felt completely useless when it came to consuming anything worthwhile or actually CREATING something myself. I was not about to type out a blog post on my phone. My room became so drab and lifeless. It magically turns into my haven when my computer is running. The option of background noise is nice, and I guess I like knowing that the whole world is just a foot away, at my fingertips.

So now that I'm back, I should be able to do this more regularly. I'm back to devouring anything that could possibly inspire my work, and I can actually bring ideas to fruition as soon as I think of them (or at least try one out and see how it feels glaring back at me from the computer screen.)

I love my computer. I feel connected to it, because I BUILT it, myself! My whole world is on it. And even though I lost everything I had (kinda hate you, Windows), I don't feel much loss at all. I'm glad I'm starting over. I couldn't think of anything that I will severely miss. Any bookmarks I had saved I will probably come across again, but even if I don't I needed the cleanse anyway. I think it's obvious by now that I'm a sucker for new starts, no matter how small.