Dear Self, Complex simplicity. This, I've decided, is what I'm suffering from. A paradox in itself, most certainly, and yet it can be considered a disease of sorts. A plague, even. One that burrows itself into the very pits of your comprehension, twists your concepts of reality and time, and makes you completely dumbfounded in your little abyss of minimalism. Complex simplicity. The most common plague since that of the bubonic persuasion. My most familiar ailment is confusion; it reverberates through the darkened halls of my mind, wandering out only to take a glimpse of sunlight and a breath of fresh air. Never diminishing. Asking then one question that is never answered, yet asked every day, every minute, every second: "Why?" Even so, much as I ask why, I also take the time and wonder, "Why not?" My passion is what drives me; my passion is finding truth and answers, gaining knowledge from the smallest of things. Children hold many secrets. They are full of unspeakable beauty, those little faces, those innocent eyes - and yet, they are the most ignored. "Children are to be seen and not heard." Isn't that the phrase that has been passed down through time? But why? When children speak, it's usually because they feel they have something important to say, or they wish to get an answer to a question that has been plaguing them. It's always frustrated me - not through the thought process of a child, but as another human being. Let children speak. You may learn a great deal from them. Even though sometimes they have vocabularies about the size of a bachelor's shopping list, they speak great things. Another subject as of late that I've been dealing with is my writing. My book is halfway done; there will be no more revisions after this. Once I finish it, it's being edited and being published. I won't let another project go to waste because I'm a perfectionist. Though, the first edition of it really sucked. My mind has been clouded lately. I can't think right, and when I do, I don't make sense. Maybe some meditation will help cure me of this ailment. More later...I need to stop thinking and let my brain sleep. However, my body will remain awake for another few hours. Peace. -Summer