The important thing is always to learn. It doesn't matter what you're reading, what you're doing, as long as you're learning. Life is made up of stories, so always make sure to take stock of everything around you, and anything interesting that happens. It may someday make for a good story. But if it doesn't, it was still a learning experience. So go out, learn, live, and make a story worth telling.
I feel like I have all these broken fragments floating around in my body. The thing is, there aren’t enough fragments to make an entire personality. I’m starting to wonder if there ever was. So here I am, grasping at each piece, trying to get it to fit together with any of the other pieces, and it’s impossible. Each piece is by itself, without ever fitting with anything else. I’m starting to think this is what true insanity feels like. I can’t be me any more (if there was ever a me to be to start with). I have one dominant trait for a short amount of time, with nothing extra like I’m supposed to have. I think I’m becoming two-dimensional, and it’s really quite a scary thought. Human beings, normal people, they have many different sides to their personality, and here I am, unable to keep anything stable inside for more than a few seconds at a time. It’s not just my emotions any more, it’s everything there is about me. Those fragments are floating off into space, never to return. I’m losing myself, all of myself, and there’s nothing I can possibly do to fix it. I’m empty inside most of the time, empty and dead. I can’t feel things, I can’t keep feeling things. I get depressed, but it’s gone before I can experience it. Same goes for happiness, disappointment, hatred, love, fear, everything. I AM NOT A PERSON!
