chrysalis

If i remember correctly, today exactly marks two years to the day i graduated from high school.
That evening is still crystal-clear in my memory, there we were - all blue-eyed, idealistic, stepping out into the big bad world with all the swagger of birds that had just learnt to fly.
All we could perceive was the sweet smell of freedom, and none of the surrounding muck.

And here i am today - a withering flower.

For what is freedom i ask ? It is but another form of enslavement, just another word corrupted by the abuse of language.

Just ask Tyler Durden.

" We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly waking up to that fact, people. And we're very, very pissed off. "