I can either write good things about myself or nasty things. I can be a saint when i want to and completely aloof and lost when i want to. There are times when everything is a paradox and there are times when i see a thin beam of light that sticks a smile on my face. I'm in a state wherein i'm trying to understand things around me; there are limited rules or fundamentals that i'm sticking to coz they no longer stick to me. Everything gets washed and i start from a clean slate all over again. There is an alarm inside of me that ticks off when i'm full and to empty the bin, i need to sit with myself. In short, i've got a long way to go!