By the look of it; my life still hovers around the realm I once lived in. The site of flowers, butterflies, eye catching rainbow colors or rain all remains but it all messes up once you get a blow that moves your periphery upside down. They have instilled in my mind; no life is without itching your brain or seeing your heart melting down under pinching sun rays. Whatever it says; it is not always in your control; insane one fights; brave ones surrender. It is then you realize who you are? But who are they to define who are you?
