What is it about the human experience
That so many of us seek numbness?
Continuously looking for an escape from our reality?
Hunting for distractions
As an essential resource,
Reaching for something
To take us somewhere,
But here.
Anesthesia, it seems,
Is the drug of choice
For our generation,
On our grand pursuit of happiness-
Even if it can only be found
In the temporary, makeshift
Worlds of forgetfulness, triviality
And cheap thrills
That we fashion for ourselves.


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