step inside my head,

by Rachel Lynch in

You said see look it's the same. Your brain may be split in two, one experience one reality and the other subject to another, but you are a part of a greater whole. This doesn't mean you're important, to the contrary, you're very small. You're bones hardly affect this world, in the grand scheme of things you are a ghost. Dancing along the shore line, you will replace yourself over and over until you are no longer able to. We never have a sense of there being a right or wrong site of the room. We just walk along freely, devoid of meaningless weights upon our slippers.

If I had a daughter, I would name her liberty. And I would take her swimming with me. She wouldn't have to do anything she didn't want to do. If she hated school, I'd never make her go back.

See how they resemble one another.