Being Human is Tricky, Isn’t It?
We are contradictions wrapped in skin. We crave adventure but seek comfort. We chase happiness but linger in sadness. We long for connection but fear being seen. Our minds are tightrope walkers, balancing reason and chaos. Our hearts, restless acrobats, leaping between love and loneliness. We wear masks—smiling when we’re breaking, laughing when we’re lost. And the world applauds, as if pretending is part of the act. We tell ourselves, “It’s fine.” But sometimes, it’s not. We should be strong, but not too strong. We should speak up, but not too loudly. We should dream big, but not too wild. We should be enough— But what is enough? They hand us a script at birth, Scribbled with rules we never agreed to. Be this. Do that. Don’t stray. But what if we want to impr...