Sometimes, when everything in life seems to go wrong, the only way back up again is to let yourself fall further. I feel as though I am letting Life punch me right, left and centre like a rag doll; I let it smother me whole, hoping that I can survive its blows - because if I do survive then one day it will have to let go of me. And let me be.
Perhaps if the reality of a majority happens to be flawed then it is time for mine to become absolute in its perfection.
Je serai de l'esprit grand chimiste.*
I wrote this to myself when I was no older than 15. And I shall make it happen in reality.
*I shall be of the mind a great alchemist
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