Zara Dainty

I Choose

I've always found it easy to pretend. Living in a world of make believe can be a relief, a safe-haven for the troubled mind, a seemingly simple way to control the world when the world wants to control you. But today, I let the world come with me. After all, why should I have all the fun to myself? Don't they want to know what it's like to alter your reality to your every whim? To decide what to keep and what to change as if you have any control at all over the random algorithms that hold your fate in their binary codes. I mean, if you were given an unshaped block of clay, and told you could build anything, would you recreate something known or would you branch out, experiment, and shape something you've never seen before?