Oneday, in the morning, I tried to talk to my soul. I always feared this conversation. I knew there were things to discover, but I was sure that there was nothing to be changed. I was convinced I was a good person. I thought I was leading the life I chose to have. I believed myself to be satisfied with my personality and spent my teens convincing myself to be so. Today, I want to have a look at the person I am, but from a different side, from outside. What are the habits I have? The  kind of companions I’m friendly with? What is the purpose behind my living on this earth? All what re.
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