My past remains my past, a fraction of my life's very untangled web.. but so often have these little fractions determine the routes for my journey. And so often have I stumbled and bruised myself, due to these fractions which seem more like mean frictions. And so often have I cried, and so often have I wished for my tears to be wiped away.
But for today, I feel illuminated, by the fact that I'm alive. I feel empowered and strong, yet confused and a little cold. My mind is tensed, I'm nervous for the unexpected and unanticipated. I want to think that my life will go according to my diary planner, but I know better. I know it won't.
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