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The World Inside My Head
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There are times when I wonder what my path would have been in life if I were not blessed with the gift of imagination. Maybe I would have been an accountant, spending hours punching numbers in a calculator to help someone else with their financial troubles or maybe even a doctor, spending days and nights working to save the lives of nameless people passed out on fluffy white boards that thinly pass for beds. So many things I could have done with my life, and all of them instantly considered unreachable the moment I discovered my great imagination.
Suddenly, I was drawn into a new world, a world that was anything I wanted it to be, regardless of what was happening around me. It was a place where things could happen any way I chose, and there was no one to tell me otherwise. This was my world, my own little sanctuary inside my head where I could go and no one can watch me, a place where I can escape from the horrors going on around me.
Without a doubt, there have always been problems living the way I do. Living always with my thoughts completely separate from everyone else in the world means that I cannot interact with people as easily as they would like. I cannot just sit down and strike up an unplanned conversation with anyone anymore. Every person I know I have invented, everything I see is the product of my unlimited imagination. Ordinary people simply cannot understand the world I live in. Conversations, billboards, every piece of writing came out of my head. I planned this world to be anything I want it to be, including a wall against the outside world.
This world creates a brand new dream, a fantasy like none I have ever lived. And it feels right, living in this dream, this dream I call my own. A lover, in its own right, sweeter than anyone I have ever known. This dream will never leave me, will never go away. I love it. It has become who I am.
Suddenly, I was drawn into a new world, a world that was anything I wanted it to be, regardless of what was happening around me. It was a place where things could happen any way I chose, and there was no one to tell me otherwise. This was my world, my own little sanctuary inside my head where I could go and no one can watch me, a place where I can escape from the horrors going on around me.
Without a doubt, there have always been problems living the way I do. Living always with my thoughts completely separate from everyone else in the world means that I cannot interact with people as easily as they would like. I cannot just sit down and strike up an unplanned conversation with anyone anymore. Every person I know I have invented, everything I see is the product of my unlimited imagination. Ordinary people simply cannot understand the world I live in. Conversations, billboards, every piece of writing came out of my head. I planned this world to be anything I want it to be, including a wall against the outside world.
This world creates a brand new dream, a fantasy like none I have ever lived. And it feels right, living in this dream, this dream I call my own. A lover, in its own right, sweeter than anyone I have ever known. This dream will never leave me, will never go away. I love it. It has become who I am.
A writer's mind... maybe
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It is as if you wrote this for me. What a gift it is when that happens!