[ IP ] Age 24

I find myself. 
 
 Turns out I was there all along. 
 
 Inside myself, in that roiling realm of rigorous rites, that's where I've always been. That's where the'me' who is really me stays. And I think it's because he likes it there. Things do n't make sense, but they do n't make sense out here either. 
 
 At least he gets a good view. 
 
 He gets to be there in that world of wonder and I'm out here in this world of drudgery and death. This world that hangs me from the timelines of promised futures, each one tight around my wrists and knees, pulling me along, whispering sweet lies in my ears. 
 
 I understand why he did it though. I would too if I could swap him places. Make him the shell, let me be the soul. Let me be the comfortable one in the depths of my heart, let him spend his time dealing with the world. 
 
 I thought I was lost. In reality I know exactly where I am. I just wish I were somewhere else.
