the last few months have been frustrating. Life changing. Life changing, really. Sometimes I look at myself and don’t know who I am. Who am I? I have chosen to completely ignore this question. How did that incident alter me? Did it change me at all? For so many people, it wasn’t a big deal.. but was it a big deal for me? The saddest quest is when you stop looking for answers. Thats what I have done.