What’s really reality anymore? Imagine being stuck in a phase where it almost feels there’s no meaning. You’re just there, but what’s the purpose of being there? (Time is just going by, but your existence doesn’t mean you’re in sync with reality around you.) I remember being in class and I slapped my head and a bug fell out. Almost like in the movies, I experienced a moment where time froze and I didn’t realize there was a reality around me. Just like that bug was in my hair, I felt and understood that even in a condition like that with a bug in my hair. Nobody would have cared, because that was the phase I was living in. What’s reality anymore?
(But don’t worry about me. That was some time ago.)