Where wild minds come to rest
I think that I see what's wrong.....
Because I day dreamed excessively for 20 years, the only life I ever knew exists inside my head....I only knew myself inside my head. In the real world, I have no life....I don't exist in reality....I'm currently not "somebody" at all. Seriously,
I rarely speak a word to 'real life' people. I practically don't have an existing personality. So, I don't exist in reality to present living people. Therefore, I've never had any relationships up to this very day. It's like I'm in some "Lost Zone"
as I slowly wake up from my realm of day dreaming, returning back to the real world. So now that I am awake and
almost here, but not quite, I am trying to find myself in "this tactile world," which is tricky, because it takes a few years
of patience and practice...and realization of where I really should be. It's no fucking wonder my life is so vacant and pointless looking!...not to mention lonely and unsuccessful. I never reacted. I never took action. I wasn't thinking.