The photos above are for the people who don't like to read and prefer to digest this blog visually. To those people: enjoy. For the other people who eventually do read what I type here, beware because the tone from the photos above do not match the story. But fear not, it's not completely irrelevant, the underlying theme of boredom is still the same.

Every now and then I experience waves of massive nihilism in my life. Not in the extreme dictionary definition that causes concern or raises flags, but more so in the creative sense — which to me is massive, since creativity is what I've built my career and success on.

It's troubling to me because a deep sense that nothing matters, and what is the point, makes it difficult to not only find things that get me excited in general, but even more difficult to post here and probably get you intrigued or entertained. Almost everything I look at seems the same right now; very tired, overdone, meaningless words attached to mundane things. Especially in the fashion and blogging world, I'm finding the same opinions, recycled and uninspiring photo styles, lack of point of views, exaggerated emotions attached to material things, etc. It's just all so boring right now to me. Blah. Maybe I'm just at a personal tipping point and the things that once entertained me now suddenly don't.  This melancholy phase has trickled down and effected my wardrobe choices, and let me tell you, all I want to wear right now is plain, meh, or all black. I'm in process of selling most of my closet stuff, hoping that will reinvigorate or at least push me to find something exciting.

Blah.

I'm sure this is just a phase, maybe just me being emotional and/or working out some personal things. Since I have a blog you're pretty much along for the ride while I figure it all out. But since you're also here at the bottom of this post/rant/emotional dump of words: do you feel me? How do you deal?