At times when I am not working on anything, I used that time to think. I think but not everytime. There are things I wanted to say but I just can not explicitly describe. Maybe I am not the right person to do it. It makes me ask my self "who am I?". The real answer is "I am still looking for me". Maybe at this point I should have figured things out. But I do not know much. Maybe I know nothing about life at all. Published: 30 January 22ndAll Rights Reserved