They don't know me

I haven't created any new blog posts in so long. It's been over a month now.

Today I feel like doing that. I have cousins over, since this is a private blog, I feel a little more comfortable talking about it to the world annonymously here. Well, I don't really know where to begin because there has been a lot of things in my mind these past few weeks, which is probably the length of someone's lifetime if you put into account the number of thoughts I had in my head during those periods.

Every second a constant stream of thoughts run through my head, they get cycled and recycled, endless loop, then stops and dies. Most times it doesn't and gets stored in the back of my mind. I think about all the things that have happend, it's a reflective process in Introverts.

I have to bring this up again, the matter of noone really knows who I am. Of all people I've known, none of them knew more than 20% of the person I am, and I really am including everyone that has met me in my life. This is a sad case because they don't know what they are mising,..

I cannot write anymore right now, I really have to go, I will write again soon.