My pesky narcissism, resolutions, zombies and minecraft beds

I am exhausted from thinking.

Does that ever happen to you? I couldn't sleep last night. I woke up around 1am and I sat up in bed and lost myself in ponderment.

I found myself thinking about an incredibly wide array of topics. If you ever want to feel like you are normal, come on over here and hop into my brain for 20 seconds. See what happens.

What are you thinking about, Serena?

Do you really want to know? It's cute of you to wonder. Well, I'll tell you. I've pondered about everything from what the exact number of spiders living in my home right now might be (I can only assume it's thousands) to wondering if I will ever be suffocated by someone with a pillow (perhaps by my next-door neighbor) to daydreaming about an island filled entirely with large, fluffy cat-like people who will deliver me a cup of a coffee and play minecraft with me in 3D, right there on the island.

To clarify that last thought: I'm killing zombies and creepers with humanesque cat creatures on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere

This is my daydream. What happens? Obviously, there will be a hidey hole. That's what I call the spawn-point hole that I immediately dig down into whenever I first pop into a Minecraft world. Why do I do that immediately? Because I am a coward. I need a safe space. I can't be having zombies walking right up to me in the midst of the first night of the game while I am unprepared. They'd eat my face off. I need torches and limestone and a hidey hole with A BED. Beds are very important in Minecraft.

If you've never seen a Minecraft bed, let me enlighten you.

In Minecraft, if you construct a bed (from finding sheep and chopping down trees) and then sleep in it at night, your world will tranform itself from night to day. It's quite magical. Why would you want your world to be daytime instead of nighttime? Because at night is when the MONSTERS come out.

And they're ALL terrifying. Let's just face facts. Look at these guys. Psychos. That's me in the middle. My name is Steve.

♥ Happy new year, by the way. ♥

This was supposed to be an elaborate and beautiful post filled with inspiring resolutions and promises to myself and the rest of the world. But, you know.. I got distracted by my own thoughts first. Typical narcissism. As I've said before, unlike most other narcissists, at least I can admit my faults.

My resolutions

Truth be told, I don't know how to put them all into words that don't make me sound already pathetic. To sum it all up in just a few sentences, I want to be stronger and I want to be braver. I want to be able to answer my front door when someone knocks on it. I want to be able to stand up for myself when someone is hurting me.

That pretty much covers it. Just that. Also, I want to take more pictures. I am a photographer, after all.. I should act like it again.

I hope you're all doing well, and have the greatest year ever. I hope I educated at least ONE person who didn't understand the importance of a Minecraft bed. I hope you look in the mirror today and say out loud to yourself,

"I will kill those mothereffin zombies."

Fighting zombies is not easy. Build yourself a proverbial bed and transform your world. In case you haven't realized it yet, I'm being analogical. While Minecraft beds are hella important, so is real life. Get out there and own it. One day I hope to do the same.

Much love to all of you, and have a great year.

♥- Serena