I find myself running scenarios with different people I care about. Living in the fluid future rather than now. Wasting the present, for an idea. Falling in love with an idea, rather than reality. Why?

Is it because I’m scared of real connection? Too afraid to let go of my persona in exchange for vulnerability. The casual human experience nowadays. That’s, a scary reality.

The mind numbing chatter that dictates the everyday human language feels like a parasite that has thrived in all areas of my life, I try to burn it to it’s origin.

It’s a long journey, and I’ve only just started. But the condescending question we all should ask, is, why have we forgotten to follow our hearts?

Life is so much more enjoyable, for me, when shared with people I want to be with, and laughter that isn’t acted.