Feeling: Different
Listening to: Fantasy Medieval Music - Dance with Dragons
I imagine life outside of my comfort zone to be both stressful and, in some way, meaningful. Much like how a hermit living in a cave for 50+ years might feel once he finds himself brave enough to leave the cave behind forever.
And so I find myself contemplating a path in life that would take me far, far away from that cave. It isn't familiar to me and it'll be hard for me to adjust to, at first. And I think that's kind of why I want to do it.
This isn't an attempt at some kind of enlightenment. I'm not trying to be Rocksteady Rico on a path towards righteousness.
No-- this is a rampage, like stabbing myself in the gut out of frustration because my fuq'in body refuses to move. I feel paralyzed, and this would be a test to see if I really have lost all feeling. And the best part is, I still get to where I want to eventually be. I just don't know what I'll encounter along the way.
It's still a thought of a thought, and I don't know if it'll go anywhere. But ideas like to get stuck in my head and fester until I can't help but scratch at them. I can't be the only one. Maybe that's why people scratch their heads even when they're not itchy. Nervous twitches be damned.
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