It never even really came to that. It was all a magnificent artwork. A painting with every little detail taken care of to seam realistic but still unreal as a dream - it was never more than that anyway. The whole thing made up in my head.

Everyone's reality is a little different. We don't all look at the world the same way. Each of us has their own gaze but... a dreamer's reality... ha! That sure has nothing to do with objectivity. It's all mixed up with desire and imagination.

I am an introvert. The world outside my brain sounds so loud and noisy, I can hardly take it sometimes. I don't feel I belong here, not entirely. Not even a little.

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