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occasion. In the end I feel guilty and sad for it and I realize I was right in the first place and should try harder to stick to a vegan diet. I have these arguments all the time. I never win technically, or I always win and always lose...which isn't really winning at all. I laugh at my hypocrisy and tell myself that it can wait another day.

I think I'll go vegan after I finish this article, my arguments seem pithy and weak compared to my strong points about being a hypocrite.

This is how the conversations with myself go, all of them.

Sometimes they are ponderings into the world of religion. I think to myself about all the many gods and goddesses that people believe in...and how it all adds up to being totally equal. I have philosophical conversations with myself about faith and deity. I talk to myself about how human beings are like rain drops falling into the ocean...we are all unique individuals...but at the same time we make something as a whole that causes us to be inseparable. I think about the fact that all humans seem to have forgotten that, even me. I tell myself that I need to remember it more often, then I question myself about my faith in humanity. I tell myself not to worry and that not everyone out there is lost and wandering. People are finding their paths and their truths in their own time. Then I remind myself that no one understands truly, I think about the heavy burden of sheer concept running through my mind at all times...I remind myself that I am not the only one that understands and knows these things. I argue with myself about how many others out there have a true grasp on the span of humanity.

What is love? I ask myself everyday and I always have a new answer. It is interesting to see how I change on a daily basis, where my personality goes.

I have conversations with myself about so many things. I think about my likes and dislikes, and then ponder it. I converse with myself in my head. I have an imagination...even as an 'adult'. I love to have conversations with characters that, for all intents and purposes, are still me because it is my imagination. My fantasy land. My dream world. Conversations with myself open me up to possibilities within my own mind. I believe in faeries, and elves, and unicorns. So what if I can't see them, maybe I have and you haven't...you'll never know...maybe I'll never know...but I can discuss it with myself in private without having to worry about myself accusing me of being crazy for believing in childish fantasy

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