I try to look at those mountains

To outtwine my materialism .

I was talking to my friend about how our constant quest of keeping the memories intact

While moving on in life has made us miserable in every way possible . Every basic thing is a task and we think escaping it can make things better .We have so much access to a world that's so far beyond us on a daily basis that we forget that no matter how much we enjoy the pleasure of the unknown , there is no joy entwined in it .

I sometimes wonder why I do the things that I do and then let that thought scroll with another reel that comes with a another set of emotions.

This little wars that we loose every day is exhausting us for the bigger decisions and tough times that were so fun to imagine while we were kids .I used to get excited by the idea of some obliterations that can block my ways which will make me imagine more .Now , I have this constant glutteny of information which has made me feel that I am worthless most of the time .It is not even about hunger anymore.It is about that control that we had that we have lost even with a driving licence.

We are somehow trapped in the same story we read in school “the rattrap”.We have fallen for it and now we live to be loved ,watched , understood and other passive moments .Logic behind everything has conquered my limbic system and now I am just a facade who talks about all the things I am not .So have a happy pretence my friend.

Thank you for reading ❤

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