Definition of Life and Memories.

The dilemma that has been revolving around me for ages, has cracked itself open- I’ve wasted heaps of energy to fix that, not knowing that the answer has always been there.

It’s regarding the “too much acting” problem, where I thought that the major problem of the widening distance between my friend and I was because I was “acting” too much, displaying too much faces which caused me to even fail to recognize who I really am. Therefore I was really obsessed with the “finding myself” thing, where it was completely unnecessary.

But well, the answer is that I don’t even need to find myself, that is who I am already. If I’m a sly, so be it; if I’m a thief, then let justice takes care of me. As long as I am happy with myself, why create a discord to myself as there is no need to make a change. No matter how brilliant, innocent, wise, prudent, docile you are, it is inevitable to have enemies, namely those who jealous, and similarly, you will have your BFF, your buddies to remember you to death, no worries!