Reality is a very cruel master, you know. You try so very hard to escape it, and you cannot.
I have a tendency to live in my head, for it is easier and less likely to end in pain. Every morning, though, I have to rise and face the day. I have no reason to get out of bed in the morning aside from obligation. I am looking to change this little fact. It is part of the larger scheme of my plans.
I will be a new person. A new me. A better me.
People seek the beautiful. I want to be beautiful.
Always,
Ophelia.
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