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i sit again writing like an amateur not for attention but for expression of my thoughts via a medium that is open to one and all and i don’t look for judgement i only look for travelers like me who don’t know the way or destination i make a plan and it goes to waste i read a self help guide but in vain so i try to look for people living in confusion looking for strangers to confide in to get a weird sense of security reminding them that they are not alone and this is merely time and mind playing tricks on them deceiving them changing their moods reminding them of the things that depress them further in an attempt to take a step back and realize where they stand now i need that too i realized where i was wrong i found a solution but again i got wrapped in this confusing full of contradictory philosophies that leave me unsure again of what to believe so i keep my faith and hope intact and write again……in a hope to find the one who reads this and says u know like “that maybe be my story too” ?