My life is actually pretty absurd. The world isn't as normal as I thought it was. What we've done is so unbelievable. The issues of the people I know are surprising when made raw. I've sunk so low into this, and I've seen who would truly be with me and who would scatter. The words I find in my heart hold other people, let them know that they aren't alone. Phrases of desire and of depression alike inspire people to speak and to continue.
That is nothing like the world I knew before. That world was so shallow, yet I cherished it. This world is so deep, yet I can hardly reach out for it. This is all so weird, but I'm not bothered by that. I've become comfortable in this world of absurdity.
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