through lunch today, i punished my keyboard with such intensity that
i could feel them no longer wanting to bounce back up again. so i
stopped, looked at the rain through the window and mulled about my
life for a few moments. this is when i caught a glance of me, a
little disjointed between two mirrors and a plant.

two mirrors. and a plant.
how symbolic.

there are two people in my life, i consider mirrors of me.
and someone, in a game of word association one day, i referred to as
my plant.

but i think, the word that most describes all this is: disjointed.

...

if there were two of me - who would i choose to be?
me or me too?
my dr seuss riddled path to answers is not simple.

...

i am exhausted. work has been overwhelming, to say the least.
i shouldn't complain, i mean, some of the stuff am writing purges the
truest, deepest things in my mind.
and it's good, so it's like solving my little puzzles - and working
at the same time.

and i tell you - my quest to maintaining truth... is getting a bit
warped. hahaha.
today i had to gauge how much truth someone very important to me can
handle
and i realised that in some cases, half-truths are necessary.
now a new cloud: does not telling the whole truth make something a lie?

...

what would you do if you were me?