It's really ironic how someone can put their raw feelings into words, match it with a tune, call it music, and we listen to it on repeat; We read books and highlight the lines that speak to us; We turn to poetry and learn the lines that become us; We're all hopelessly inept people, struggling in vain to coherently express ourselves. So, join me as I explore the intricacies of the human mind and the wonders of this ever-changing world in the light of literature and philosophy, attempting to unravel the profound connections that mirror my own existence