Will you let me see you?
A few years ago, it seems like people already know where I would be.
Exactly where I am today.
This Law School.
So some of them asked whether or not they can see or contact me some time in the future. And the answer is alwalys no. Among them are: a journalist, a marine guy, a priest, and a lawyer. I want them only at the present time. I want them momentarily in my life. I want them the fill the hollow space at a definite time. I want them to be only projection in my mind. I want them only to be project of my curiousity towards adventure. I want them to be a memory, an instant one. I want to be leaving all that and start a new chapter of my life. I want them to get lost. I want them to be a reminder of what foolish thing I have done. I want them to be a reminder that I can actually do what i want to do, get what i want to get, when i want it.
And I don't want them now. Stop contacting me. Stop annoying me with your sweet words and attention. I moved on. I have new things happening around me. You're just a memory. You're the past. This is my future.
Yet, some people in this present time are always trying to define me with things I did in my past. So I took the action-of erasing all of the past in my mind. So when momentarily meant people asked me the question; will you let me see you? NO.
