You see, it is easy to forget what we have set out to do because we have let ourselves just “go with the flow”. At times this is necessary, but I get “really really angry” when I realize I’ve made too many compromises on my vision and how I want things to be run. Instead of overcome.
Hence I must look at faded pictures: I must learn my lessons from the past.
I still maintain that one of my greatest virtues is that I don't take things that personally, and even if I have, my attachment is only fleeting. I move on. (We don’t really have a choice, do we?) I focus on living.
I can be simultaneously passionate yet absolutely disinterested even when it comes to things or matters that are very personal.
It may sound psycopathic, and I don’t deny I have certain traits that certainly belong to a sociopath, but hey, I am my mother's second son (read: that’s who I am). Some things only get done if I don’t give a damn.
But far from always sounding adversarial, I actually do care what other people think (those that I respect). So, before I end, back to the first branch that extended from my original topic (sorry for ranting!): I must apologize that not all the flowers that I bring for you to smell on these pages are not necessarily fresh – a lot are merely floral prints, and not even clear pictures at that. I apologize that at times the images I present or conjure are merely digital copies: desiccated and depressing.