Can you feel the pressure belting down on your shoulders? Can you imagine the anguish you're actually inflicting on your health by embracing such thoughts? No, I didn't think you would, why? because you like suffering, you like the torment. You activity seek it out, enjoy it somehow and sadly it's all you know and to no such end do you change, when ironically, change is all you want. Under the pressure is merely a security blanket, a self pity party for one who's mind is shattered, disconnected from reality, lost in translation and even blind to the happiness life has to offer. * I spoke to a friend recently about the bubble we've been submerged into, the ironically comforting bubble where we don't speak nor understand the language, we know no one amidst all the people yet the quietness and isolation is charming, being trapped and alone is possibility the best practice for us poor souls, us kindred spirits battled with the harshness of reality and now we'v...