Mine?

I wonder how much of myself I get to keep to myself, or maybe its how little. I know its a choice to be connected or disconnected from the world but sometimes, when I choose to be connected, I also get to see how much more information about me is being taken away from me without my consent.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

And when I'm disconnected, well, to say the very least, life doesn't stop. I get to notice a lot more than I'd ever get to otherwise, and I get to be wherever I am fully which is always a plus, but at the end of the day the heart wants what it wants and sometimes, its getting lost is what it wants. Lost into the wilderness of what we call life and come back out from the other side without having to show even a hint of being fatigued. And then do the same over and over again because, sometimes, that's what feels right, doesn't it? And with all of this so much of my life just isn't mine anymore. It becomes anyone's who just has the slightest of interest in mine and hey, the same can be said about them too. And no, this isn't exactly completely wrong either, sometimes, its right too, especially when you get to share it with people whom you don't mind sharing it with. You might even want to do it voluntarily. What's mine isn't exactly mine, at least not entirely but I guess, that's not too bad either, is it? Just a couple of random thoughts.

Love, peace.