Coming back to the real world makes me realize how much I want to escape it. Look at it. Is there anything worth saving? Sometimes I wonder how in the world something bizarre came to be. It moves against all the rules of nature. How is this society surviving? And we keep it alive, always alive and I don't understand why. It's riddled with paradoxes and frankly, it's not very humane. And it makes my chest ache because there is no way out of it. Of ocurse I keep on longing for happiness, luck, and love. Oh but where are they? Surely there must be an incantation that will magically all of them appear. I don't understand why I have to be so sad all the time.