Diary Excerpt 4: 13th May

I am at a loss.

Lost but diving in.

It isn’t all that bad and I don’t know where it leads.

I’ve strayed before. Hence, I am unafraid. Just curious.

Perhaps I’m thinking too hard about it. I simply have zero perception of who I am but a fragile water balloon waiting to be popped. Recently, I’ve been poked at and I’m spewing ungodliness, my humanity that is deeply flawed.

I don’t look back anymore. I must look forward even if it’s not cemented or engraved yet. I must mold its shape my self. That puts me at a tough spot