Alias
By: rebel
My name is alias and I am an addict. But more than that I love to read, write, dance and make people laugh. I love life as much as the other person and haven’t got a clue as to where it’s all going to end up -- even though I wouldn’t mind knowing.
Right now I’m trying to figure out so many things, it’s like I’m in a whirlwind -- moving, yet in circles and that can be a most frustrating enigma.
It’s an ordinary day and I’ve got my share of pain to deal with but most importantly, I’ve got my methods. Maybe they’re not always the most tactful, farless right but in the end , it works out same as all methods -- you have to accept it, you have to move on and you do learn something or the other (no matter how small a thing it may be).
Right now I’m trying to dream so many dreams, it’s like walking through a maze and never knowing where certain paths end up; whether it’s a dead end or going no where fast.
This is life on the whole and I am caught up in this ‘whole’ system of things but, more significant, this is my life and I have got some sort of say in it. If I don’t, then who does right? Nobody has to live with my mistakes, my choices, my thoughts.