everyday passes, time moves on, and i look at myself growing in my own fairy tale and dreams. in a world of my own, alone, seeing the things only the way i perceive them. seeing all kinds of beauties and ugliness around. appreciating the good, but alone. moving on with great success ! but alone… in my car, on my desk, in my room, on my bed, i’m safe. i wonder, is it because i’m running away from something ? could it be that i’m hiding and just keeping myself safe from the world out there ? doing what i know how to do best is also my security… but is it enough having this much comfort and success with no one to share it with ? i’m going thru a wonderful and successful career experience. this is what i do most of my time, work ! i can reach an average of 10 hours a day [ sometimes even more ]. everything is now being payed back. everything is appreciated. but again… i’m alone ! did i miss anything ? i’m happy and confused at the same time… am i doing the right thing ?