RDP Tuesday: ESCAPISM

AI Artwork- Ctreated by Cursejourney

I used to imagine what it would be like to be kinder, more gentle and giving

patient and good at math.

I used to day dream about being able to run, to dance and sing

I even used to imagine I was an artist and the walls of my home and every single shelf

held something I had created with my own two hands.

When I would wake up from those lovely dreams, I always felt a little bad.

I could never be that  perfect person. Ever.

Then one day I looked in the mirror and into the eyes of the horror that I truly am

and I liked what I saw.

Monsters don’t have to be perfect and when  I  think about it that way- it’s a

bloody  relief.