Life begins whenever one claims to be ready.

To some, I will always be the wierd guy.
To some, I am just different.
To some, I am but me.
The thing is, I am to those, which my impression is.
And this impression will be a reflection of those.

Someday, they will know who I really am.
Someday, I will know who I really am.
Someday, I will know why I am here.
Maybe that day will be my final day.
It will most certainly be my most educational day.
But until this day, I am here.
Today.
And I live.
And I prospher.