Dramatic and cynical. That’s me. Sometimes dramatic and morbid. Frequently dramatic and self-derisive. But not often dramatic and funny. Or indeed, dramatic and happy. 

Which doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, all things considered.But of course it doesn’t because I don’t.

I am a fundamental conflict with no visible resolution. My life philosophy is founded on the impossible - two diametrically opposed sets of beliefs. It shouldn’t work. It doesn’t work and yet it is.

I cannot embrace it, because it is senseless. I cannot change it, for I cannot find favour for one set of ideals over another. 

But I cannot go on like this. Permanently torn, personality and belief in two separate facets.