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Why do I like being alone at times?

Because it helps me face my own reality

I cannot be your hero

And that's okay. Sometimes I feel stupid that I didn't see it myself. And as selfish as it may sound, it is not like me to just sit on the fence and watch you while being unable to do anything about it. You reached out to me, and then pulled back. But you have a plan. You are aware, you know who to talk to, you have a timeline. That is way better than most people I know. And that is commendable. I would like to be there for you, I would like to help you any way I can. I am an *amazing* listener :) Knowing what I know, and being unable to do anything about it is one of the hardest things I have to..not do. I don't have a messiah complex, no. But at the same time, I  know and respect the fact that it is up to you to decide who gets in, and who you choose to share your stories with - And that's not easy. Because that is just not me. Other people who reached out to me in the past reached out because they wanted me to listen, to be there. And I honestly believe that ...

All In

Here we are, we've just begun, and after all this time my time has come.

240 Days of Rain

Each of us has a Summer in our lives, after all.

Moonlight musings

March 2015 " So why do you want to go into Finance anyway? That too MIT? ", he asked. "Well, I want to work on Wall Street. I want to have one of those Suits type penthouse where the elevator directly opens into your living room haha", I smiled and replied. I wanted to rule Wall Street. I want to be fucking successful and make my mom proud. *** People live for themselves, period. I chose the path I chose because it made the most logical sense at the time. The dots only connect looking backwards, I know, but sometimes I feel I forced my dots to connect somehow. Most people don't have a clue what they are doing with their lives, it is only when they look back and try to forge a story out of events, a reason for their actions. All my life, I've hated being "average". I'm okay being bad at things. I suck at painting - and I happily make self-deprecating jokes about myself on that. But I have a burning need to be better than my immediat...