I am Delusional, and i will drive you into my world, and you will feel chaos, and it will be ecstasy. No quarter for the Realist.
i learned how to cook at burning man. i look for love in all the wrong places. and getting to know me is more difficult than traversing a maze of smoke or mirrors in a place without smoke and mirrors. hi.
i also find solace in looking out into an ocean of stars in thge night sky. purely for aesthetic appeal, there is nothing meaningful to it. it's just nice.