Yesterday I though my life was going so perfectly right, but was it really going as right as I thought it was? When you look at the imperfections of the surrounding us, it makes you think about the real beauty behind the place in which us is, which in this case just happens to be some cold busy place just outside of Central London. This week has been my first week at college and although things have been OK I guess I was just expecting more from it, I was expecting more juice from the orange I presume. I have been feeling this guilt of love between myself and my other self for quite some time and it made question my other selfs beliefs! I mean I suppose my other self is really just my mind's eye in which I can become alive within my character and have everything that I would adore without remembering a single part of it, my sub-conscious as many psychologist are keen to point out to society, is the over active part of the brain shall I say that imposes upon us things we would never even dare to do, think or say! It allows us to bury ourselves deep within the mind, where memories, fantasies and dreams are stored for your contented or slightly discontented being. The sub-conscious is a state in which we all have, no matter how much denial we put into it, some just remember more of their subliminal states of mind than others. Your culpability, adornment, fantasies, fairies, stories, imagination and very existence are all captured within the part of you that is some how still living, the part of you that’s younger and fresher, the part in which we don’t just look at life like a disappointment of something we never did or said, of which we have almost forgotten but still remember, where from time to time we sit down for a single moment and take time out from the busy schedules that we all bestow our lives upon, and just look out across our surroundings wherever they may be and just take in the beauty of everything that is happening around us.