Lost in Thought

Someday I wish that one would be able to follow a thought through the neural pathways to see where it gets lost and trace the point of error. Continuously now I find my thoughts become lost in the abyss that is my mind. Assignments that I thought I had done are left unattended, and yet in my innocence of the matter, I have no explanation with which to console my tired gray matter. I have now begun what I thought I would never do, a count down to my last day of high school, upon such a day where I hope that my life and its purpose will become somewhat clearer. I caught a moment of George, from the Hour, earlier this week and he posed this question. "If you were to never tell a lie, would your life be what it is today?". Basically calling into question how real we are to ourselves and to others around us. This week it struck me that I enjoy behaving differently with different people, it is not a betrayal of who I am to do this merely an expansion of my person. As since we as humans are so very complex there is indeed more than one side to each story and to each person.