I'm selfish. So I have been said. Actually I think I am. But not in the form and for the reasons that have been addressed to support the claim. Nor did I really understood them. Moreover, it is well known that when the person who will tell you so is one in the regards of whom you prove a particularly intense feeling... you won't accept it with such a light heart. After all I'm a very common person. A common, selfish person... and perhaps I grew too involved. Too involved with respect to the limits I had thought to have chosen, limits within the reach of which I had illusorily assumed I could safely stay, out of rational control... as a form of self defense... because self defense does sense in my case... rational control: bullshit! Perhaps I simply fell in love. And if so, then I don't know if I'm more excited about it or scared, and that's the scary part. Why does it have to be so difficult?