About

I was almost a monk.
Satisfied with just about anything.
Balanced about nearly everything.
Trusting everyone.

Then,
I realized life like this was safe;
It was politically correct.
And I also managed to please everyone…
Except myself.

That's when I knew,
I was not meant to be a monk;
Never questioning, never manipulating,
Never being the force behind a change.
But I couldn't not be a monk,
For I loved the peace, the inner calm.

Therefore I became myself,
Clearer than before,
I knew I was biased, and still I was a monk.
I went ahead and called myself that…
I am a biased monk.

TL;DR

A guy once shy and timid now roams the world on two wheels… this is his journal.