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I look back on what I've written... I look at the poems that came out of my head and my heart.... And I can remember when I wrote them and why, but I can't find where it is that I lost my way away from those words... Every seven years you are supposed to be a completely different person from who you were before, but sometimes you don't want to change; sometimes you don't want to evolve. I sort of feel like I was pushed through a forced evolution and lost with it so much that kept me strong because it's not like a normal evolution where what old things about you that you feel you might need stay with you, no... It's one where all that you may need is stripped from you and thrown away and you have to find your way back down that path to see if you can retrieve them. There's so many things that I loved about me that I've lost contact with and I have to go through so many old things to find them back. I hate having to rely on anything or anyone, especially memories...