Its easier to accept you are ugly than to pretend you are beautiful.

Layers

Like an onion, I have many layers. The top most layer is out to please you, to hurriedly accomplish things to make you happy. The inner layer, is at times more reflective, it wants to do a little for itself, learn a little music maybe? The one inner still is always in turmoil, unconvinced by this charade, wanting to halt in its steps, take no further step at all. To stay put. Then, there is the innermost layer.

It just doesn't give a fuck.

From start to finish

You fail to start sometimes, just because you are scared if you will ever finish. That is why perhaps intellectual challenges are much harder at times, as compared to physical challenges as they do not have well defined goals, so you never really know if you have finished, you are never really sure that you are happy. I believe the ability to tune out everything else, when you are in pursuit of a special challenge must be a very useful trait to have. I wouldn't know much about it though, been there just once or twice !

Mercenary

When you start feeling like a mercenary, its your cue to move out. Things which are not driven by passion do not count in the larger scheme of things.

He read it over and over again, till it made no sense at all.

Twenty and Three, for the record.

When I was a child, the colors were much brighter than what they are now. Trying to go back to a place where they are bright once again.