Looking From My Aeroplane Over the Sea

Hi, I'm Darby. I think it would be fun to be a flight attendant for a year or two to see the world before I get a permanent job. I love the experience of life itself, and I love people who genuinely do things for themselves, not because they have to.

Fuck this week.

I’m done.

Taking a mental health day tomorrow.

I need it.

I am intelligent and beautiful and fun to be around and if you don’t agree then don’t spend time with me.

It feels so great to have a break from things. Everyone needs time off, to breathe, relax, think. I enjoy finally having the chance to do things I like. School is for learning, but often I feel that because of school I don’t get to learn the things I really want to learn.

I know we haven’t met, but I don’t want to be an ant. You know? I mean, it’s like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continuously on ant autopilot, with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient, polite manner. “Here’s your change.” “Paper or plastic?’ “Credit or debit?” “You want ketchup with that?” I don’t want a straw. I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don’t want to give that up. I don’t want to be ant, you know? Waking Life