Red pill

Sometimes I wonder what it must be like to not see complexity in everything.

Some people have a clear-cut way of seeing, and it leads them to conclusions they are fully capable of grasping.

I have a meandering way of seeing, and it leads me down various rabbit holes, where I find murky and paradoxical possibilities that thrill and terrify me in their impossible vastness.

While I like to think that allows me to see the world closer to its true form than if I just picked a reality and stuck to it, I’m not sure of its utility in the end.