Something I did not choose.

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I often wonder where we're headed. I try so hard, everyday not to live in my mind, because that's where the deception starts. It tells me none of this is real, none of this will last and all of it is but an illusion I voluntarily live in. So I ask, what is wrong with dreaming? I have not strayed from reality, at least not completely, but this illusion feels safe right now. Hope, they said. I trust that my heart won't deceive me, and if so may it be as real in feeling as my fingers feel on this keyboard. #thefuture
Location: Windhoek, Namibia

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