I am trying to find myself.
I still believe in that one quote though, the one that says that life is not about finding one’s self, its about creating one’s self. My mind knows who I am, it’s just that I don’t know it yet. It’s complicated.
I don’t feel so singular as most people would think. I feel as if my heart is constantly at odds with my brain. My common sense never pays attention with my conscience. On top of that I am the single entity that tries to encompass everything.
Why can’t I have normal people problems.
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“Do you know? The speed at which cherry blossoms fall… 5 centimeters per second. At what speed must I live… to be able to see you again?”
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