Am I alone on this?
I miss doing what I love. I miss feeling like myself. How can I do the things I love and have money? Having hobbies and passions don't mix in today's world. I miss having dreams and being able to breathe without worry. I miss the ignorance of being young. Thinking my life would be full of non stop excitement. I'm still holding on to the smallest chance I get sucked into a fantasy realm where I'm needed to save the worlds and fall in love with the brooding ass of a prince that only has a soft spot for me type shit. Where I'm special, where I'm the only person who can help. Where I don't have to worry about all the shitty people in my day to day life working part time in retail. I keep writing stories and thinking before I go to bed how one day I could possibly have something amazing happen to me. I find a sword in a rock only I can pull out, I'm from a long line of magic people that are from a far far away place, stuff like that . I know it sounds impossible but deep down I can't let go of the hope that maybe just maybe .... I feel like if I do let it go and that feeling goes away I will have nothing . It seems stupid I cant help it . Am I alone on this? - 6.2.22















