Sometimes I wonder if my life is a dream that I’m going to wake from. At times, that dream is a nightmare and I beg to wake up. Sometimes it’s a good dream and I don’t want to wake up. But no matter what, there is definitely a dream-like quality to all of my actions and the things that happen around me. Perhaps it’s because I feel more spiritually connected to a different plane of existence than the one here on Earth.
Because, honestly, I’m curious as to why so many people whose spirits I feel hail from Earth are so… I’m not sure how to describe it. But they’re vulgar. Or self-obsessed. I don’t know. Maybe I’m coming across like I feel I’m better than them. Or maybe it’s just the feeling I got after reading something today written by a certain someone. It was pretty disgusting. And misogynistic. And just gross.
I don’t know. I’m tired and not thinking too well today. Or maybe I’m thinking too much. Or thinking better than I ought to for the situation. I don’t know.