It certainly was real for me.
I drove to another province and threw a big rock at an outdoor drive-in movie theater screen. Then I took off and waved my white T-Shirt in surrender to the satellite cameras in the sky which were following me. It was my way of telling the world that i didn't want to be part of this giant play anymore...that I just wanted my simple life back.
I've often thought of penning a book about my journey through madness. But every time I start, i start to spiral down the rabbit hole again.
Maybe in my later years, the whole story will be told. Nobody would believe half of what i write, but it would be all true.
I drove to another province and threw a big rock at an outdoor drive-in movie theater screen. Then I took off and waved my white T-Shirt in surrender to the satellite cameras in the sky which were following me. It was my way of telling the world that i didn't want to be part of this giant play anymore...that I just wanted my simple life back.
I've often thought of penning a book about my journey through madness. But every time I start, i start to spiral down the rabbit hole again.
Maybe in my later years, the whole story will be told. Nobody would believe half of what i write, but it would be all true.