The world is beautiful. People are awesome. I enjoy my time with them. But off late, I am getting addicted to myself. I want to know myself. I feel I am close, yet it seems so far. I think about myself all the time. I think I have become selfish. I tried to balance things out. It didn’t work. It came to a point where I had to choose. I will never forget the love and affection I got from the world. However, the attraction of self is too much to resist. And so, I chose myself.