Have you ever wished the long journeys you took derailed itself of the mundaneness, so that you could breathe differently?
Did you ever hope for a catastrophe to hit the town, so that your mind would have an alternative thought to choose from?
Have you ever wanted from the bottom of the heart to just be free of the thought clouds running behind you, chasing you, giving you free and sudden gasps?
“What is a life without adventure and adrenaline?” they say. Oh, but what is a life full of untimely tears and congested chests?
Twirl and twirl the alphabets move, in and out of the blurred tunnels of sight, you wonder if the reality is the Ship of Theseus.
Wonderless moments take you by an arm, on a merry ride to the steep falls and curves of tragedy, and you aren’t sure if this is exactly the type of vacation you had dreamt of. But you take it anyway, hopelessly trying to keep up with ‘normal’.
Unless I had seen this sort of normal too, I could have never rescued you.