i tried to find myself in a girl with green eyes.  for years i stopped worrying about my identity and let myself relax at the thought that i had it all figured out.  i was happy, she was happy, life seemed so happy.  but how long can happiness really last?  no one can help the unpredictability of life.  we have trouble accepting that life is just comprised of a series of temporaries that we will blow to and from until we meet our end alone.