I have had difficulty in trying to figure out what or who I have become. Like a tinted window, i find myself outside looking in. Unfortunately, all I can see is my own reflection. I have on sparse occassions fought myself in the mirror, but that is a lost cause because I watch the winner lose. I question myself, asking my own reflection, "who is in charge?" I have become a mirage of all that I despise and loath. Yet i cant let myself accept my fate... "life understood is life lived" more...
What is money?