Weird Thoughts

I hope I’m not the only one. I think of a life beyond this planet. Wouldn’t it be great to live among the celestial bodies in the void of space? The word void has some bad connotations around it… But is it so wrong to dream of life of freedom and constant adventure? What I’m trying to say is, wouldn’t it fun to just break out of reality? I know this sounds sort of cheesy but, wouldn’t it be cool if you found out you’re some kind of hero? An alien. Maybe even a space mermaid? This desire for destiny may be attributed to the fact that my life is so mundane. Everyday is the same to me. Also there’s a certain amount of decisiveness one must have to be a functional member of society. Decisiveness is something that I lack. These ideas of grandeur and having a higher destiny appeal to me because I lack purpose. Who doesn’t want to have amazing powers? Who wouldn’t want to fly? I’m certain if we could, we would all just break out of this reality. Doing this we could escape all our woes. This is part of the reason that I write. To bring my fantasies into reality. Though it’s only words on a page, imagination is all I really need.