Am beginning to realize that life is turning out to be boring and that it would be better to be my own passionate, idealistic and die hard self.
For quite a while I had taken time off to experiment with life. Observing world views and popular opinions and logical sophisms. There came a time when my mental faculties seemed to become numb and I was confused and was longing for clarity. I was desperate to find an answer. I did not have any. I said I was having a bad life and everything that ever happened to me was a mistake. That took me to self pity and, I had to nurture my crazy self to be there, at least to be recognized as a human. That is the only way I thought I could handle my identit