Escapism
I'm just a product of the system, a catastrophe And yet a masterpiece, and yet I'm half-diseased (Whatever It Takes, Imagine Dragons) I think we panic too quickly. The moment something doesn’t work, we want out. Not because it’s impossible, but because sitting inside the discomfort feels unbearable. We mistake unease for danger and uncertainty for failure. I have felt that urge before, too, to shut things down before they can disappoint me properly. To call it knowing when to let go when I didn’t want to stay just long enough to be unsure. All of this is just for wanting clarity, results,...