sometimes i think this is a dream
sometimes i think this is just a dream. a dream that other people inhabit and yet never have to take part of. sometimes i think this is all just my own grand illusion and if i had just thought happier thoughts, things would come to pass much differently than they had. that it’s my fault things turned out this way.
that the shadows at my back are so real as to be my co-inhabitors, co-designers, co-creators. that i am only one spoke of the cog, or the entire machine.
