I presume that losing all the arts in my little black brick is a destruction of my character. I can't walk on the mainstream pavement, I always want myself back as an artsy random person you might find on a certain downtown corner. It shows my good taste of life and I need them all plugged into my brain through my ears like the way I've been living it for those fat years.
Notwithstanding all of that, I realize that it is amazing to find out how much a person can accumulate in 3 years. To me, things were changing from day to day, week to week... with my little black brick as the parameter, yet overall if I could do it all over again and I won't be the exact person as I used to be. Things are developing nowadays, both positive and negative, will never be the same, but for now I'm losing my character and I have to restart.
So, that's my update. Negative I know, but I never want to forget how unhappy I am so that if I ever forget and think about coming back... I will only have to read this to encourage me to a better one.
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