We are born limited. We grow up surrounded by laws that we didn’t choose, within a life model created by people we never met. Freedom does not exist. There is only its representation in small aspects, which usually satisfies us and makes us eventually forget we’re still trapped.

Destiny is a lie, but the future becomes more and more predictable. Nothing ever changes. By the whole picture, the routine is becoming the great power that rules the planet. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

So many eliminated possibilities. So many forgotten chances to see the world from another angle. In a perfect world, we could be - or try to be - anything. Simple villagers, warriors, kings. A big mix of all the patterns our race has been.

And life could, maybe, be complete.

~ KCS

A day to which I didn’t wake up, today didn’t have to exist. It didn’t change anything, just made me more miserable. Rejected, denied, left behind, repeating a fraction of my past that I wanted so badly to forget.

The depression this time, unfortunately, wasn’t a choice I made. But neither do I know its reason. I can be inconsciously exaggerating today’s problems, but admitting that fact wouldn’t make me fell any better. No more options left but sitting and waiting until tomorrow comes.

Still, I know that maybe it’s all my fault. I could probably have made myself a better day.

I was just too disappointed to try.

~ KCS