An Outlet...

You are the untouchable,

                      Unattainable,

                      Thought that runs through my head…

I don’t chase you…

                      Anymore…

"Morality might be a program others run, but chaos is a system I can exploit. Doesn't mean I have to crash it. Sometimes, the best way to take what you need is to give them what they crave - a carefully constructed illusion. Now, all that's left to do, is make a plan."

Anyone else ever feel like they're just...observing life? Like you're floating on a raft in the middle of the ocean, watching the waves crash against the hull, but never really feeling the spray.

Everyone around you seems so connected to the current, swept up in the highs and lows. You see the joy on their faces when they get good news, the way their eyes well up during a sad movie. You just...don't get the same signal.

It's not a bad life, per se. You appreciate the beauty of a sunset, the humor in a well-timed meme. But there's this nagging sense of detachment, like you're experiencing everything secondhand.

The world hums with emotions I don't quite grasp. It's a symphony for others, a language I can only translate into logic and reason. But logic doesn't mean a lack of empathy.

I see the cracks in people, the vulnerabilities, they try to hide. Perhaps it's a coldness they mistake for indifference, perception is important. But sometimes, the most effective comfort isn't a shoulder to cry on, but a helping hand to navigate the storm.

I understand human connection on a transactional level. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. But loyalty is a currency I value highly. Betray that trust, and the consequences are swift and absolute.

There's a curious thing happening on my wavelength lately. It's a quiet hum, a background static that disrupts the usual clarity of my thoughts. It's a feeling of being slightly out of tune with the world around me, like I'm missing the right frequency.

Maybe it's a fragmented sense of self, a mosaic of experiences that haven't quite come together yet. Or perhaps it's the yearning for a deeper connection, a shared understanding that transcends the surface noise.

Whatever it is, there's a flicker of courage nudging me to turn the dial. To explore these off-kilter frequencies, to see if there's a kindred spirit out there picking up the same faint signal.