Some might say that it’s a gift and a blessing, that if it allows you to see clearly, then perhaps you shouldn’t mind the negatives and just focus on the positives. Allow yourself to become enveloped in the high, and just let it take you as far as it can.
I don’t happen to agree with those people, because the negatives aren’t minute, and the positives are fleeting moments. If you allow yourself to be swept away in the high, then your life becomes about the illusions, and all the lows become so unbearable.
It isn’t true that there are only two choices, but at the moment I can only see the two. You’ve got the choice of living in the box, and seeing nothing but the walls, or living in a cage, and seeing the wonders of the outside that just weren’t obtainable. But in the box, you don’t yearn for something that isn’t yours, you live in the box and you love the box. In the cage you witness the wonders and want the wonders for yourself.
Until I can figure out how to escape the confines of the cage, how to break free from the walls of the box, I can’t quite comprehend the purpose in seeing the wonders that you’ll never get to have. After all, it’s just a cliché when they say that it’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all.
All the same, it’s so unfair to those who’ve finally been free enough to go free. It’s not fair, not at all. It was too short, that little