Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

 I like to wander, just roam around in the directions I don't normally go. See things I wasn't expecting, discover something new so that my world expands. This behavior sharing a stark resemblance to the way I think. Never satisfied with the surface but probing into the depths to find what is hidden.
 And so I wonder how long ago I became this or if perhaps this is the way I have always been. Could curiosity be an iron trait built within my foundation, bound inside my very blood. If so, what knowledge do I seek? What thing do I wish to find?
 My identity, perhaps. But no, few of these focus on identifying the boy in the mirror the man I don't want to be. Instead they actively search and seek in spite of my conscious will. So he must be hidden this man that I am, the one I wish to be, my identity tru. Stowed away so deep in the darkness he can not be seen and only now is it hinted that he is there still.
 So what does he seek? What quest has he taken upon himself? To find the answer is to take a mighty leap towards learning who I am, I only wish it was the path I am meant to take. But alas, my heart pulls me elsewhere. There is more I must learn before I uncover my true identity. I wander on in this world and he in the land of understanding, til the day our paths cross and I know who I see in this mirror before me.