Locked away dreams

Watch me as i pretend to be a man. Watch me as i strive to be child-like.

Life is a complicated thing, if you have been examining it as i have in the past few days. One good thing to come out of it is that i've discovered the power of self-questioning. Its refreshing, and fun at the same time. Its exciting...traversing the inner-depths of my mind. Off course, i know whatever is in my mind, these thoughts are nothing new to me. But its strange how the human mind works. You discover thoughts that have been always been there, but when u hear it in your head, it seems like a revelation from God.

Why is it like that? The subconcious? So this is what the subconcious sounds like. Funny thing, maybe its a coincedence, maybe its not, but i've been having lots of weird ass dreams since i started this self-question shiet. Could i have stumbled upon something significant? Should i continue to question (well off course you idiot)? Should i continue to write about myself in the third person? (duh!!).

Hmm...

The theraputic benefits of writing.