Most of the time, I believe it to be Ashleigh vs. The World.
Or at least, I feel that way a lot recently.
I'm having one of those "I want to be anywhere but here" moments. They're so common these days. And not just for me. I have friends at uni or high school or work that are just so fed up with their day-to-day lives that they're ready to throw in the towel.
I think I've already thrown in the towel. Or at least, I threw in the towel at the beginning of 2008. Now I'm picking up the towel and trying to make amends. I severed a lot of ties in my life. Friendships, work, education, family etc. all because I couldn't deal with what was happening around me. Now, things are moving again; things are changing. Yet, more than ever, all I want to do is hit the Esc button and back out. Why do we do that? We constantly work and live to be somewhere else, do something else. Why can't we accept the time and place that we exist in? It's a "grass is always greener" scenario. I'm fairly sure it's a well explored topic amongst self-help type people. The whole idea of "living in the now", partially mentioned in a previous post of mine, where you wake up and immediately and consciously see where you are, think about your day, and don't worry about the future.
Isn't that scary though? How can you not think 5 years into the future? Aren't plans part of how we live? I don't understand how you could just...live for the day. Maybe that's part of my problem. I'm too busy wondering how I'll get to where I want to be in 10 year's time, instead of looking at what I should be doing right now.
This photo was taken by myself in the Bahamas in 2008.
This picture is where I'd rather be.
Reality, eat your fucking heart out.