“I don’t know who I am or who I was. I know it less than ever. I do and I don’t identify myself with myself. Everything is totally contradictory, but maybe I have remained exactly as I was as a small boy of twelve."
- Alberto Giacometti
When I read the quote above, I was struck. It is just because it describe me perfectly nowadays. I am busy for the past month but the confusing feeling is still there. I know that there has been a love that I am neglecting and avoiding. I don't know why I am dodging the inevitable. I don't know why am I hindering myself from doing what I love to do. This is because I know I am lazy and I don't want to do the work. Or maybe deep down I know I have potential but I am the one hindering myself from soaring high. Maybe deep down I know that once I do it again, this time I could soar. This time I could freely share my thoughts to a wide variety of people but then again I am not ready to share my thoughts. I am not ready to let go of the secret world that I have created long before the people are appreciating this type of work. I am happy for the people who have boost the scene. I am giddy with the flourishing talents. I am so happy for this but then again am I really ready for it? I felt like the child of 15 years ago. Having the passion for it but afraid of people reading it.
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