I am reluctant to write anything nowadays. How do I write about something when I think expressing oneself for all the wrong purposes is abominable.
I can see that my wanting to be recognized, appreciated is playing out in this game.
The root of all this is, I think is, well.. I don’t know. An overactive mind and imagination, for now, let’s say it is that.
Oh, I know, wanting to be better – is destroying any kind of sanity.