You come to a point of not understanding human behavior, but tolerating in a sense of keeping ones sanity. Like dust: it's there yet you continue to breathe. When dust bunnies begin to stroll the oak you cherish, you bust them. All the tricks you carry, and ways that vary. Doesn't one ever think it could ultimately hold you back from the? The desires you would run from, turning your back at others to feel a since of higher "social leverage."
It's funny, the playground never disappears. We live in our imaginations, cause every thought and self asked question appears to our own visual minds, yes? I wonder if you visualize being selfish, arrogant, pretentious, dishonest, and ultimately... wondering who you really are?
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