The Things I Need To Remember But Always Forget

I exist mostly in an aloof state. I idealize memories and juxtapose them into my current reality. The result is mostly confusion, contemplation and perhaps-ability. Sometimes I just need to snap out of it, get my shit straight and stop waiting for whatever the hell I'm waiting for. Apparently this is all written in the biblical code of my astrology. More likely is that I'm a habitual escape artist freed by fleeting moments of nostalgia. I miss people a whole lot but I'm a hermit. I have indescribable bouts of rage that I have not fully come to terms with. I'm crazy, unfair and sometimes deluded. These are my confessions.