Locate Myself

Looking into my writings, repetitive words, thoughts, and expressions are likely to represent not only the pattern of my writings but also the style of my life.

Lazy and neglected word choices, along with an elusive concept of ideas, come across everywhere, likely to prove that there must be some parts of my life, loosened up with no doubts.

No attention is voluntarily given to anything but rather being oblivious to the situation as if there is no state of being I am in.

Having a feeling of wearing unnecessary clothes of mind, I am dragged into a certain part, worn out, to be dispatched with a new piece of cloth of determination resonating with the purpose driven to where I am originally supposed to be.