The timing is just off
I took an oath that I'd reinvent myself this past year. But I failed. I failed because I looked at reinvention wrong. I was trying to reinvent myself by forgetting who I am. Who am I? I am many things. I don't recall which singularity I am. I have indulged in many hobbies. Numerous passion projects that were creative and stimulating that I forget who I am. I forget who I am since I was so many things. My mind could not relate to any one thing I was. Now I have erased everything from me and I find myself in a void. This is the feeling when you get you're about to begin something at the wrong time in life. Time is relative but is timing too? I am realizing that in life, timing seems to hold a massive value. I feel stronger when I am alone - always have. With people, chaos seeps into my brain. I get uneasy, insecure, nervous, and rude even, sometimes. This master's degree journey was supposed to change me for the better. Is this the storm before the calm? or is the road t
