The Storylines Are All Converging

I’ve been thinking a lot about this scenario. I am in the city. It is really dark. I am sitting on the edge of a pier by the water. I am really high up. I could practically be in the cosmos and nothing anyone has ever said to me matters.

Here’s the thing. I don’t ever have to come back down. I can stay high above everyone and barely hear a word anyone says to me. I think this is why I’m so frustrated right now. I can’t find my higher ground.