Lost.
I have always thought that nothing is permanent on this earth. People, they come and go. Beautiful face and figure, does not last that long. Your pet and best buddy that eventually died due to parasites. Even this profound life is just a conundrum that can never be answered by humans.
This is not my excuse. Rather, I find it really basic not be consistent and understandable at times. I see things in a whimsical way and can not be fully agreed upon conversations. Probably because I am too outré to get along with normal people.
I always keep a mental picture of everything. I have a habitual liking to memories. It's like a hidden place where I can run to. But I just realized how vague human memories are when I can only see the nightmares of my deprived childhood.
There are so many things scattered in my brain right now. Maybe I'll just rest for a bit and write again when I'm back on my track.
