A downwards spiraling materialistic vortex

These last weeks I’ve been doing pretty much nothing else but looking for temporary appartments and trying to find a way to afford to build a new house. Been sitting up in the middle of the night designing floorplans, emailing for quotes, reading all kinds of technical guides about building shit…and so forth. It’s all so fucking frustrating and it feels like I’m everyday kicked back to status quo.

I sometimes feel like I’m stuck in a materialistic world spiraling downwards in a scary vortex and there is no escape, and no oxygen left to breath.
Fuck It’s like living in Truman Show!!

I need to get a tattoo to get this shit out of my system!! I actually think that this tattoo has been brewing for a few years now. I’m pretty sure which artist I want to make it as well!