It’s strange being human sometimes. We want the best of all worlds. I want publicity but I want privacy. I want this but I want that too. I am being honest. I want them all. Perhaps that is being human — not knowing, and just doing. It’s what I do best. Just do. God. I pray that I find it soon. My way out. It’s there. The perfect world. The perfect way. I know I can make it. It will happen.