Page 228: Escapist

The hardest part of knowing that you’re unable to get what (or whom) you want is to let it go. Try to understand that it’s not entirely your fault. Try to avoid condescension.

I realized it’s easier to be an escapist, sometimes. Create your own realm. Inoculate your mind with dreams, hopes, and sweetness that you can imagine. Play god once in a while.

Occasionally.

But the hardest part to be an escapist is when you have to accept the fact that you’re actually a liar who lies to yourself; pathetic, because you know the truth after all, you constantly reminded by your logic that your dreams are obsolete, perforated and useless.

I think my logic just told me the same thing. 

Lately.

Ah well.