What's Going On?

I honestly don't know what this is. I do not know what exactly I am writing about in this and I am honestly just so confused about everything yet so knowledgeable on a variety of things. I am no ignorant person. Maybe I am not so smart, but I am NOT ignorant, and I do not know if I am proud to say that or not. I guess this book is just an explanation of parts of me, but they are very random and I am not willing to explain any of them. I am not depressed and I am not sad as I continue to write this book, I doubt I ever will be again in fact. Insane though, maybe chaotic and just in general confused? Well, I wouldn't argue with you if you called me that. Just remember this: Ignorance is bliss