My "About Me" page needs an update. These posts shall be my attempt in doing that.
We could say this entire blog is about me. It isn't. It's about my mind. My "innermost thoughts", as people like to call it. Or, "the real me". Truth be told, there is no real me. I don't know who "me" is. When I see similar traits of myself in others is when I can see a part of me, but never can I see me. When I look into the mirror, I feel fear -- "me" becomes real.
I always wondered whose life mine would emulate. I always hoped 'The Number 23' would occur with me because life's spoilers are awesome. Two years ago I was studying A Streetcar Named Desire. Entirely thrown off by the title, I didn't pay any attention until my class and I had a little analytical mindgasm over character Blanche DuBois. Never did I realise she is me. My 'Number 23' is Streetcar. I'm just hoping the end comes for me as quick as it did for Blanche.
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