I used to believe so deeply in what I thought “life” was… the illusion or “the matrix,” as some might say.
Once you start seeing through that… it becomes really hard to care about things the same way ever again.
You almost step outside of yourself.
And everything you see people stressing over or building their entire life around starts to feel… almost comical.
Not in a judgmental way though, because you remember how real it felt when you were in it too.
Might sound like gibberish to some, but I know some of you understand exactly what I’m saying.