eat chocolate

I am a puller-and-pusher. Looking back, I see a me that I miss, and yet am happy to break free from. Looking at myself now, I'm happy but I know this can't last. Looking forwards...nothing is clear.
This means that everyday, I am stumbling in the fog, hands outstretched and feeling, hoping and praying that this path will bring me to an okay finale.
People around me have night-vision glasses; perfect clarity even in the blackest of nights. Maybe I have those glasses too, except I have yet to switch them on.
One last thing-- it's difficult to be intimate and detached at the same time. Or maybe it's too easy; you tuck your heart away somewhere and never let it be seen. That way, the good is preserved and the evil world cannot taint it. Yes, indeed, too easy.