By my friend Sarah

DISCLAIMER: This post is not written by me, it's written by my friend Sarah. I just thought I'd like to share.

Space..

Time..

Space and time and space and time and space and time.

Always limited. Always not enough.

But always wasted.

They say, 'Don't waste your time'. Well I sleep most of mine away.

Maybe instead I should work more hours, go to school, or, you know, do things that are approved of and 'contribute to society'. So when my time runs out, I can have years of loyalty to a job, a degree or maybe even doctorate, money, a big house, a family of my own, and pretty material things.

And still be a cold nobody in the ground.

You see, you may view my lack of motivation and abundance of slumber as a waste of time, but for me...

...it's no more a waste of time than doing what you are told to do by everyone else. I sleep to escape reality, to lessen the time I have to spend in a society and world that makes me unhappy. Because for me,

Unhappiness is a waste of time.

Instead of trying to achieve some life that isn't even what I want, instead of trying to fool myself into thinking it IS what I want, I choose to live inside my head.

You can laugh, you can shake your head and tell me how much of my potential you see me wasting. Well, the feeling is mutual. Instead of actually living, embracing, and making something magical, you choose to be miserable and judge others who don't have the kind of misery you do.

I dismiss all the world's 'advice', criticisms, and 'helpful' guidance. For it is my time and my potential and it is not for anyone but myself to see and approve of. I will continue to hide in my head and dreams until I am finally released from this wretched reality that was never my choosing to begin with.

Tell me more of how wrong it is, to wish for death, to wish I had never been born, to refuse to happily participate in your institutions and your ideals, to be abnormal and think or speak unagreeable, politically incorrect things. Go on, tell me how much I have and am failing. And I will just recede further into myself.

For it is not me who should be ashamed. It is all of you who have agreed to be part of and accepted a world where normal goes hand in hand with war, greed, starvation, lack of justice, selfishness, and the unwillingness to forgive that should be ashamed.