I travel so much that everything around me feels like a sitcom decoration. 

sometimes, I even hear the laughter in the background. sometimes, the sound of breaking glass (mostly when the illusions shatter against reality)

but the main question is still there — 
what kind of character am I? 

i guess i will never know.

Classical musician and educator with psychology qualification. humansdid.com ambassador https://paragraph.xyz/@katekornish

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