Sitting in morning traffic, thinking all kinds of thoughts while listening to the radio jazzing up its songs. Have I lost myself while getting divorced, was I ever found to begin with? Who am I anyway?

I am the person that cries in soppy films, the one that helps a friend at the petrol station even if it means she might be late for work, I am the person that will not embarrass the teacher by telling her that for the past 2 years she had gotten my name wrong, and just roll with it...I am the one that want to hug and get angry at my kids at the same time, that looks at them thinking, when did they get so old, I havent had time to grow up myself! The one that smiles and puts a brave face on whenever she sees her exs girlfriend, and silently thinks I am much prettier and so much better then she, even though she is skinnier than me....

I am a romantic but yet cynical, know what I want but not quite sure how to get there..... impulsive but also callculated, optimistic but yet so so sad......

Still looking for that rainbow at the end of the storm......