I feel some things haven't happened yet, at the same time feels as if living in a vaccuum. Although time has passed - at the same time last year - I am not quite the person I once was. This can be both good or bad. I suppose it is just the way it should be.
It is for this reason I find little fragments of my mind unable to make sense of everything as a whole. Part of me wants to forget what kind of emotion really triggers my most genuine self portrait I can think of. Another wants to explain: what has changed exactly, that might help prove where I am since this time last year.
I suppose this should reveal some kind of twist in fate, but that part hasn't quite sorted itself out yet. I can't explain why that is. However, all I know here is that today is far better.
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When you reach a pinnacle in life to a point that everything around you seems as if it doesn't belong there, I begin to realize something. It reveals to me how humble the world appears to be on the surface, but there is no cake to pass out for everyone.
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