I'm in love with the world, but I fear the unknown more than I fear the pointless reflection of my life in a mirror and I know very little about the world. I'm just trying to feel without feeling too much. I fall much too easily, but I've learned how to climb out of the holes into which I've fallen, brush myself off and move on. I'm just sitting, waiting, wishing and this is a compilation who I am. Even though I'm still not sure who that is. "How should we like it were stars to burn,
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me" -W.H. Auden