over and over again
2 years ago
i keep thinking i found myself… that i know myself… and then i get confused in myself, because i’m a world of my own, i’m a person with so many different opinions, likes and disklies, hopes, dreams, fears… that sometimes i come to grey areas that make me realize, there’s a fog in the path of knowing myself, and that’s the fog that makes me wonder about me, and i’m happy for this fog, because it will keep me wondering, and keep me searching, and every day i will learn something new about myself.
