I hide myself. I tend to do that. I could find peace. I enjoy not being around people I know. Even the closest ones. I hid myself because I wanted to disappear, to leave the reality I live in. And create a new reality, just for me. I don’t want to feel what other people feel, think what other people think and experience what they’re experiencing. I don’t want to care. I want my own getaway. Away from them. Away from the insipid life I lived. I disappeared and resurrected as a new form. The real person. The person who I really am. Whole again. Even if I avoided the people I cherish with, I feel most happiest in my own reality. A reality where I surround myself with people I could connect with. The people who listen, observe and act how I would’ve. I love it there. Best decision I’ve ever made.Not a single problem surfaces. Because I am myself, not trying to pretend nor having self-control. I prefer to distant myself from the immature eyes of the modern era and live in the era we used to live in.Where the creative and inspired eyes roam the world as fast as the speed of light. The passion and love of it shared with the world. The message was spread, and very clear. I relish the moments and relive it.
I will stay in the shadows. Where I prefer to be. Maybe making trips back to reality once in a while. But I will forever be where I wanna be. My own reality.