Clutter

So it's kind of got to the point where I've been holding off saying much about anything, because I can't tell whether or not it's worth saying or not, and it's all just built up. Kind of like a hoarder, except the hoard is in my head. But I guess the whole junk part is still applicable.

Well then, on Saturday night, after coming home from dropping off a particularly awesome person, I went into my room, and lo and behold, look at what was in the middle of my room. Some fucking cat piss. All over some music notes that I did in class. By by yellow river second movement notes, you will be sorely missed... Especially when I'll be needing you for revision.
Thankfully that was about it. It didn't get on any of my actual books, so that's something.
But the only question left now is... Which cat did it? Gaaaaaahhhh. Yeah.

THE SOUL, THE HEART AND THE MIND. That's what this post should be about. Apparently. Why? Why not, right?

Let's see, okay. Let's take this as literally as possible.

The Soul: Well, I'm still not convinced if there really is one, or if it's just an aspect of our brain, or if it really matters if we have one or not. So that hasn't really changed I suppose since this time last year, when I wrote my post on souls.

The Heart: Right now my chesty area feels kinda warm. But that's cause I think I'm having a little heart burn. Cause I got a buurrnniing heeeaaarrt. Nah, actually, biologically speaking, heartburn isn't even from the heart. It's stomach acid stuck up above my stomach because of the sphincter between my oesophagus and stomach. And that just happens to be around my heart. So, if I were to judge my actual heart condition, then it seems to be pretty fine right now. When I was about 13, I made a bet with my old friend from Australia that if I don't have a heart attack by the time I turn 18, I get 200 bucks. Seems like I'm pretty close now to winning! Wow... I never realised how long ago that was.. Damn.

The Mind: Ohhhh, my mind. My mind, my mind, my mind. Where is my mind? In my head, duh. But no, that's really just my brain. My mind, is something completely different. It's in the clouds probably. But that's too cliché for me. Yeah, my mind's probably in the ocean. Deep sea diving. Kinda just soaking up and absorbing everything around. Trying not to drown. But then I'm kind of already in deep water now, aren't I!? (Metaphorical water anyway.) So THAT'S kind of out of the question. But yeah, no, in all seriousness, I think my mind is going pretty good lately. Rarely straying into some dark corner to go mope around a bit like it did a lot this past year. I think learning about negative thought distortions helped though. Cause I'm able to call myself out on my crap talk that I do to myself. It's not like I mean to do it though, it's really hard to explain. I used to just be really hard on myself, in my head. And I don't think I realized it. So then I kinda spiralled. Wee. Like the spiralling feeling I get sometimes before I go to bed. Turns out that's cause of anxiety. Who would have thought, huh? But! I haven't been spiralling all that too often nowadays. So maybe. Just maybe. Things'll just keep being on the rise.

Here's hoping.