to turn over a new leaf.

its besides the point, to understand how I feel right now. What is the use, saying it with the eloquence of my heart when no one would understand be it myself. As I ponder over lives' questions albeit the effort I've put in, will I ever be satisfied. I'm speakingof the undeniable truth thatman kind is selfish in its purposeas am I in my actions. With each gesture is calculated schema a unrelinquishing desire for benifit over cost.

Is my thirst this same thirst, or do Iie to you that I run on altruism and love. Is this what I want to believe or am I intrinsicly such but piecing the clues to fit MY puzzle. I want to do everything at once and nothing all at the same time. I wantto bear my soul but my soul bearing leads to dust. I want to cry but if no one ever sees me cry what is the use. As I bear to you all now, Is this a sign of desperation or an act of attention.

Its high time I had a overhaul,not just to bury the hatchet but to make you flip in your grave, like toss salad, see where it settles. I think I've stuck mysself inone too many ruts and let myself collect mould while on sabadical.

To end of a season with a new beginning, New promises, new resolutions, new commitments, new governence over my life.