Imitation of life

So this is what we are doing generally… whiling away our time.. sitting .. sipping sugarcane with ice on the rocks and wondering… imitating what we perceive to be true and what we believe is right following our ilustrious peers and those self absorbed gurus of life theory. Yes i do a job as well.. you know to pay my bills and buy some clothes and be in sync with my own self which has to meet so many alike me everyday.. all of those who are imitating just like me to survive… but then at times i do dream.. i think.. i wonder and i presumme, assume… drift apart to resume, what has been already cocooned in my thoughst for long and has never had the canvas to take shape. .. but even then they stay … lodged in the foggy ruins of time.. taking shape and opinion in what is fed to me by my sorroundings… by the media.. by what i believe is right… which is again all to relative….so this is my attempt at findign and communicating to myself who i really am…. and what i really want at every moment of my life which keeps changing by the hour….. this is my scrapbook .. made up of scraps of memories frpom my past…. this is the mirror on which i imitate my life….