Sometimes I still fantasize about being normal…
What it would be like to live in that naive and safe reality.
You think I’m crazy.
We like to think we have some form of control still
Making our constant binary choices
And voicing our equally shallow opinions more loudly.
Autonomy is an illusion.
Pulled over our eyes and shoved down our throats.
Somehow everything was different. Like a new person had emerged from me. I could see myself in a perspective that I’ve never seen before. No inhibitions, no worries. For the first time I felt like I knew where I belonged and nothing could stop me from being there. Nothing and yet everything felt real. I could see everything and fuck the system.
I found peace.
