Night drive rant

"Why don't trust you, you ask?

Cause, if you could you would let loose mystical illusions and take us to that inexistent place called Lagom. A place filled with butterflies, fireflies, rainbows, talking trees, princesses and maybe even unicorns! How it was... not too much, not too little, the right amount. The right amount of what, exactly?

Sugar, to let the pill go down smooth? No LSD shit, thank you! I'm sorry but I'm not up for this voyage. I don't want my rational mind to fade away like yours. I don't want to live the weekdays as you do, leaving reality for imagination.

Are you even listening to me? Stay in that solid silence of yours if you want, planting trees with those wallflowers of your imaginary friends. Do you see pixies with those blind eyes of yours?

Fairies, trolls, gnomes? I don't want to have them in our hands. Yours are enough.

I don't know how I ended up with you. At first, I thought that you were cool and dandy. I kinda liked your hipster side, but this is too much. You cannot live in a world like that while living in the real world. A world made of concrete things like work, responsibilities, and bills to pay. And don't say you love me, because I don't care.

I need certainty, even if you say that your mind flowers make you more than what I want for me. Live as you preach, in the sufferance of that so-called friend of your solitude, I'm not taking the calling as you did.

I'm hating myself for all the times that I stayed at your game. I don't know if that was love or was I just pitying you for how other people treated you?But now the charity is over!

I'm so done with you and with all of the things that I did together with you. That night drive to that place with that absurd name... Flandy? That's what ruined it for me.

And all of that people just like you? The way you looked at them! The way they looked at you, with that serene smile. Even their eyes were shining. And the fact that you didn't even need to talk to them. You were guessing each other's words and thoughts! What are you, psychos?

Do you want me to believe that magic exists? Like all of the fairy tales that made me giggle and dream when I was a kid? Time to grow up man! I cannot believe all of that. It's not time for dreaming and magical creatures anymore. It's time to become an adult and take in responsibilities, to go to work to pay the bills.

Your kindness, your friendliness, your ever-present smile. You cannot be true whit all the pain that you encountered. You're worst than a pandemic.

Take me home."

"Okay.

And sorry if I don't to be a sad adult that complains about how much his job sucks, that still has to do it cause there are bills to pay, you know? And he keeps ranting, saying that his life sucks but he's doing nothing to improve it. If you didn't like that side of me, why you have been part of it for almost two years? Nobody asked you do to it. You could have told me way before.

And for your information, I do believe in magic, because magic it's not only fairies and pixies! It's also understanding people's pain and trying to help them to pass through it. It's being so in resonance with someone else who understands you and respects you so much that no words are needed.

Oh, by the way, if you had come to one of the sessions of the group, the one you missed because you magically were always too busy to attend, while Netflix says other things, you would have known that I have a job too. A job that makes me maintain that expensive house where I live and in which you are not welcome anymore.

I work with problematic kids. And those kids need to believe in magic, cause no one else is there to help them. If you are an insensitive being, it's not my fault.

Goodbye! And sorry if I kept you away from your sad sad world."

Inspired by the Awakening mix in ChilloutDeer channel on YouTube. Go discover their faboulous mixes, filled with talented artists.

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