Oct 2016
Daedalus built the maze in which I live. The beast is dead, no need to run, though the need to hide runs deep. Other creatures haunt the dark.
Lol dumb, I know.
I have this thing, which I’ve done for as long as I can remember, where I space out but I’m still looking ahead, but also within. And little me, the shy spirit hiding behind my skull stares out of the maze through a giant telescope that opens up to the world of normies and people who understand how to be social. And I’m here, far beneath my skin, unable to relate, only able to observe.
Lol dumb, I know.
I have this thing, which I’ve done for as long as I can remember, where I space out but I’m still looking ahead, but also within. And little me, the shy spirit hiding behind my skull stares out of the maze through a giant telescope that opens up to the world of normies and people who understand how to be social. And I’m here, far beneath my skin, unable to relate, only able to observe.
idk, just describing a hobby of mine. I recently tried to go to a doctor for a behavioral analysis since my family thinks I have an attention issue and I don't even know what quantifies as an 'issue' since I only know what I myself have experienced so *** does that even mean. So yep. My maze is like my coping thing I guess, the doctor didn't get it, I don't really know what there is to get. I'm just an angsty existential 20 year old, nothing to get lolol.
