Nebulous and outrageous. My metamorphasis.
I have my patterns, my cycles, but nothing fixed to describe my identity.
My life has been a quest for answers and understanding. I am selfish, I do not care enough for individuals...I am preoccupied with the needs and desires of the soul.
Half my life was spent trying to "fit in" and be normal.
Half my life was spent rebelling against everything I tried to be in the first half.
If Im lucky,these halves will become quarters.
What I have learned so far...at the end of these 2 halves...
You are normal when you are true to yourself, and you "fit in", when you make your own place by accepting who your choices have made you.
This is where I am at now. This is where I advance from.
I am still thirsty for understanding. Now I am ready to step outside myself.

-1st journal entry in years. More of a summary to myself.