never have clocks ruled me, never has time held me, and now i am in confinement.
yearning and learning, suffering but surviving.
i mean it's not that bad mission, people suffer much worse than your self indulgent sufferance.
yes yes, it's all true but can i not be a little selfish in love?
no mission, you cannot.
are you my higher self?
no i am yourself.
all these years i thought i was not myself.
you are now.