Post script: A past script.

I finished that last five hundred words and was still not satisfied. So, I was just going through a jumble of old notes and writings, trying to satisfy the gods of insomnia with some substance. Amidst some rather stupid drunk thoughts (Egad, I can be pretentious when I drink!) and songs about cheese, lo and behold, it seems I wrote a guide for the dark days on one of my powerful ones. It made my erratic thoughts quieten a little, so I thought I best put it here so I know where to find it again when things are a little grey. It seems to sum up what I was trying to say earlier, in a much warmer way.

No one and nothing is infallible. 

To any big question, there is no simple answer. That being said, sometimes all you can do is to trust in your own complexity of instinct.

Learn to recognise honesty and that incredible intangible quality that is your own self reflected in another's eyes. These people will carry you when you cannot move forwards and will complete the puzzle when you are out of pieces.

Take chances, do not settle for less and do not let anyone make a decision for you. Not society, not anyone.

Do not be afraid of the lows. They too will pass. Do not be afraid of what they can teach you. Do not be afraid of feeling. Do not be afraid.

Value critical thinking. In yourself and others.

It is ok that you do not know. It is not ok to be satisfied with ignorance. The path to education is arduous, and there will not be an epiphany awaiting you at the end, because there isn't an end. But look back every now and then and you will realise how far you have come.

I wrote a few weeks back that I wanted to write a letter back to my past? This is why. She still helps me out when I least expect it. Thanks past Rachel, we'll try our best not to fuck it up too much from here.