Sometimes it bothers me how shallow I think I am. It is a weird, weird thing, self-perception. For some reason everyone else thinks I am quite exciting and interesting, and I do not know why.
I know we are each our own most fiercest critic, but honestly, most of the time I feel about as deep as an ant's footprint.
I read a lot, have lots of opinions, like my life, enjoy all the things I do. So it's nothing to do with that.
I don't wish I was anywhere else, or somebody else, I am deeply satisfied with my lot in life, happy with the choices I make...and yet...and yet...spiritually and in my own head, I don't feel like I am anything but a vague guest on a darkened earth at times.
I do not understand, is it a case of Paradise syndrome, where life is great, everything is as I would like it to be, so I am not challenged enough ? I just feel like there is so much more that is inside me, yet I am not extrapolating it...and yet I live in perfect happiness..weird !
