Funny how that Timothy Leary quote hits. Because he basically says the thing youve been feeling for years. That sense that everyone walks around on autopilot, repeating the same lines. Busy day. Weathers awful. The usual passwords that keep everything safe and predictable.
And sure, you play along. I do it too. Its easier than being the strange one. But the more you try to fit in, the more you feel that tiny friction. Like you slipped into a script that wasnt written for you. You look at yourself from the outside. You hear yourself say have a nice day while your brain whispers something much more real.
Tell me what keeps you awake. What scares you. What you never say out loud. But you dont say it. You stay polite. Automatic.
I had that in an elevator last week. Just me and someone staring at the floor numbers. And for a second I wanted to say something honest. Something human. But I didnt. Because you always assume the other person doesnt want that. But what if they do. What if they feel the same.
Thats basically Learys point. Youre not alone in feeling different. Plenty of people do. They just hide it. But every time you take a small risk, you notice things shift. A stranger tells you something surprising. Or someone says one simple sentence that stays in your head. People are far less automatic than they look.
Maybe thats all it is. Now and then a braver question. A real answer. A tiny step outside the script.
Find the others. Theyre out there. Probably closer than you think.
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