ARE WE REAL?
Are we really living in the world we think we are?
Sometimes it feels like the simulation theory could be true. It's strange to think that we might just be characters in someone's game.
People often say that we're the heroes or heroines of our own lives. But I've never fully believed that.
If I were truly the protagonist of my story, wouldn't things be a little easier?
Or maybe being the protagonist was never about having an easy life.
I don't know.
What do you think?















