I roll my eyes back into my head. I look to see what is back there. I stare into a mirror looking into my image for hours trying to see if I am the same person I was yesterday? I tried meditating to find my inner self, but all I saw was a sign that said closed for renovation. So here I sit reading a self help book hoping someone else has seen inside of me. Perhaps I should just walk around naked until the true me show up to tell me to put my clothes back on.