I am a living paradox. I cry because of too much joy, I laugh when it fucking hurts. I believe in serendipity yet I am convinced that for destiny to work its magic, we must act upon it. At times, I want to be alone but I don’t want to feel lonely. Often times, I want to vent out my problems but I don’t want to be a burden to other people. I immerse myself in writing but I don’t want to expose myself too much. I hold back, I give in. I am too much and not enough at the same time. I am a conflicted contradiction. You are, too. Everyone is. Life, in general, is one hell of a paradox. In these paradoxes, we find balance. Yinyang. Chiaroscuro.

Every experience is a paradox. In that, it means to be absolute and yet is relative. In that, it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.

— T. S. Eliot


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