What am I doing?

Inner peace feels like cherries in spring and the leaves in August. It's like scratching an itch. Like finding a perfect puddle of water.

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Know Thyself

This is my 200th post.

I've been maintaining this blog for a few years now. It's a collection of my thoughts and experiences, although not all of them by far. I often feel strange reading my own ramblings, as if I'm meeting myself for the first time, and in a way I am.

We're constantly in flux. The world moves, and we move with it. As I age, I change as well, and sometimes, it's both exhilarating and depressing to see how much I've actually diverged from my original path. External events have occurred, outside of my control, that have shaped me into who I am today... Who am I today? I don't know.

I think everyone is on a journey of self-discovery. We will never know ourselves thoroughly, and a point in life is the urge to try. I don't know who I am, but it doesn't bother me the way it used to. I don't know who I am, but I know who I'm not. I don't know where I belong, but I know where I don't belong.

Memento mori. Memento vivere. Nosce te ipsum.

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