Last night I had a dream about a cow. This cow was dying, and its only way of living was if I sacrificed my life for it. I ended up agreeing to sacrifice myself and the cow ended up dying anyways. I feel like this dream represents my view towards life. My view on the world and what the world defines success is quite simple. It would seem as though society keeps a coveting watch on it’s successors. As a result I am a self-agitation of a blur. I am hidden behind deep swallows of self-aggrandizing glory, only to be beseeched by a character of annoyance, constant in every situation. For people that have the ability to tread water in the demanding oceans of time and situational vigor with substantial input, bottomless thirst is on the horizon. That horizon will never be the product of anything I am or my emotions take me. My emotions have become a landscape of pity, encasing everything slightly absurd to barely existent in context with societies regulations of something existent. Thanks to society my views towards people are callously skewed.
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