I am a kind of person who want everything from life. I want to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish… You see, it is difficult to get all which I want. And then when I do not succeed I get mad with anger.
Just because I liked something at one point in time doesn’t mean I’ll always like it, or that I have to go on liking it at all points in time as an unthinking act of loyalty to who I am as a person, based solely on who I was as a person. To be loyal to myself is to allow myself to grow and change, and challenge who I am and what I think. The only thing I am for sure is unsure, and this means I’m growing, and not stagnant or shrinking, but I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules and one day I will become something else. I give myself sometimes admirable advice, but I am incapable of taking it, that’s why I spend less time talking about myself, and more time listening to what other people have to say about me.
I visited many places, Some of them quite exotic and far away, but I always returned to myself. I recreate myself; that is my only power. I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well. Unfortunately, I am confined to this theme by the narrowness of my experience.
Here comes my blog, hope its sight make you entitled towards the dream of tomorrow.
