I dislike the talkative person I've become. Walking to and fro in an empty shell and stuck on the same level. It has become a bore, exhaustive and lacking everything I desire and love. As if advised I broadened my field of acquaintances. I've overcome shyness but I've lost the me I love the most and I can feel her hurting, squeezing herself into a corner making way for others as originality wanes, normality prosper and mediocrity breaths freely. This is the second time I've actively taken Mystery's advice. And it is the second time that it has failed so miserably as to leave my person feeling inadequate when compared to the character of my former self. Silence is golden. Death is inevitable. These are the quotes which lead my life and spark my aspirations respectively. I miss him, and previously thought that we were completely alike. But the observation of the past situation has brought to light how different we are in our view of and approach to the world. He cannot justify mine & I cannot live within his. I am at peace with mind and he with his and though we can communicate on the matter no further can we proceed. This has been quite the revelation, quite the awakening. To bed 0117hrs March 19, 2012