I can often be complicated. But I am easy to please. My brain can go traveling on complex railways without a driver. Sometimes, I enjoy letting go of the wheel and allowing it to wander at its own whim. Other times, I can turn into a raging control freak. I wax and wane between two opposite poles and very seldom settle somewhere in the middle. I am a dichotomy of contradictory thoughts and emotions. Shifting and changing with every tide, my mood depending on the haphazard collection of trinkets that may wash up on the shore. The paradox of life, of humanness, reigns strong inside of me. I ponder and…