I’ve just realized that I am a paranoid person. I feel like everyone is looking at me, and talking about me, in both good and bad ways. But I don’t care, it doesn’t warm my heart or pain me. I am the “seren paranoid”, my paranoia doesn’t affect me. It’s only become a part of my everyday life. What if I was right? What if everyone really was looking at me, and constantly talked about me? Why me? What’s so special about me? Am I on the Truman show? Can they see what I'm writing right now!? Am I that interesting!? I don’t think so... Should I find a cure for my paranoia? If I don’t care, what’s the point, I might as well live with it. Might as well think that I am the center of the world for the rest of my life. Might as well give them a show, really give them a reason to talk about me, even if it really is all in my head. I am the lead actor in my own world. What’s stopping me? Who is my audience? Do I have one? Sometimes I tell myself that I do. Maybe I am my own audience. Deep inside of me, I know that I am not, so go ahead! Send me some crazy adventures!
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Sometimes, I feel like the world is in love with me.
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