Dear subconscience,
          Hi this is your secret admirer conscience. I am a huge fan of yours. You have always helped me secretly, and this letter is just another request for help. I am in much trouble, my thought has become clouded, I don't know what to think about anymore, what to do anymore, why to do anything, and even if I know any of these I can't think of the next step, like here I wasn't able to think of what to write in the previous statement. I think I am rusting. Please help me. Help me get back the same - I can't think for a word for that - like I used to have before this blight. I am totally confused. Please help me see through the mist surrounding me, let me feel the sun once angain, let me fly in the blue sky once again, help me have the same smile once again.
          I have started rehabilitating with classical music doses, all i need is your help.

Your biggest fan ever,
Consci
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      I found this letter I wrote sometime back on my timeline. It was one of the greatest phase of confusion of my life, and it ended one fine day with the song 'wake me up when September ends'. It took me a whole month to recover but it was one of the best experience i had ever had after the 'awakening' of 2007.
      Lesson Learnt : Be who you are.

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Love & Peace
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C2