As I reflect on the passage of time

I realize that yesterday now several years ago was a period of chaos and unrestrained behaviour. Today, while I may still indulge in a touch of decadence, I find myself largely in control. Through my writings , I offer a glimpse into the depths of my mind, sharing my thoughts, experiences, fantasies, and memories. Not everything I write is factually accurate, but each word carries some truth. Perhaps it's more accurate to say that while not all of it is true, all of it is real. Or maybe the lines between truth and reality are more fluid than we often acknowledge.