I’ve been going round in circles for most of my life. So tedious. Wishing to not exist, trying to deceive myself that I could stop existing.
But the reality always rears its head, reminding me of my realness and my responsibility. Damn painful.
So I acquiesce to social norms like a well groomed youth on his first dinner party, frightened to commit any faux pas.
Get out of bed and live.