As the year draws to a close, swept away by the December cold winds ( fyi, I HATE the weathers now. hate it hate it hate it hate it. bloody cold and turning anaemic from mosquito bites) I start to think about my achievements for this year. And I realized that I am becoming more and more mediocre, its so scary. I ask myself a lot questions, ranging from narcissistic ones to deep, profound ones, questioning my looks, my character as a person, the values I uphold and claim to uphold ( very profoundly different ), my intelligence and my future as a whole. I feel as though my life has sort of plateaued off somewhere. Slowly tarnishing, no longer emitting the shine it used to. Like a tap used for too long, letting calcium build up on the surface. And I tell myself, no, I cannot allow this to carry on, I must strike out as an individual, I simply must not mill around like the other man beside me. I want to do something different, something that distinguishes me from the rest. Wh...
We are not troubled by things, but by the opinions we have of things. -Epictetus