""""""Modern day society has made it the norm to point out each others flaws; from social media to more brazen face-to-face confrontations, it seems like everyone is more than comfortable in letting a person know what makes them insufficient. The criticisms are no more intense than those from inside: a person can attempt to emulate the norms of the time with varying levels of success, but rarely feel comfortable in who their own skin. Often pitting themselves against a seemingly unattainable standard, most people burn out and loose their identity before ever reaching that zeitgeist/mountain top/ golden ticket where happiness is meant to lie. This book in not polished. This book is not going to change the world. This book is not a feel good novel. This book is not a suitable alternative to therapy. This book is not written by a 16th century bard. This book is not made up of poems by someone who knows where they're going in life. This book is not a map to some epic secret revelation. This book contains the misguided ramblings of someone trying hard to look past all of the things they know they aren't, all the things they can't do as well as everyone else and get some sense of being. Will it be a success? Who knows? I mean, this is not Shakespeare after all. """"""