Disenchantment
In my dreams, I am free. In my dreams, I am whoever I want to be.
When reality begins to sink in, what do I have left?
3.23.2015
This... this. Psychological continuity and persistence of memory and all that. Things are different but things are the same. Where does the past go?
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