I am what I am.I am my own best friend.I believe there is no one else exactly like me. I live in my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.I enjoy every good things on my way(small or large) and ignore or discard others. I am soley responsible for my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes.I know there are aspects about myself that muddles me, and other aspects that I do not know .However I feel I am getting closer in understanding myself better.I have the tools to think,care ,survive, to be friendly, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.People think I am innocent but i feel its just I am not interested in things,on the lines they decide to be innocent.I keep myself engaged doing new things as soon as old one is released.Finally I am one among so many.