Initiation

It's almost like an initiation to a secret society, the way they register each other, saying superficial things, with food, drinks. And it's very nauseating, but the thing is, I don't know what is more frightening, the scene that i was perceiving, or the fact of knowing i can still function perfectly well in that ugly scene. perhaps i have passed the point of no return.

And it saddens me .

then again, i still have the ability to withdraw myself from it, and examine the whole thing consciously.

sometimes, being ordinary is even more difficult than being a sociopath.

caring is certainly not an advantage, but it's nevertheless, the element of this living world.