PaddyDarling

Looking back on my post from two years ago, I was in a beautifully dark place and I'm not ashamed. Everyone is sad sometimes and I turned my sadness into creativity and that made my dark world burst with colours. Thank you
          
          PaddyDarling, signing out.

What if we are the shadows of ourselves from  different reality where we are bound by their actions. What if we are just the colourful shadows in this monotone world. Does that mean colour is an illusion and we are all delusional? What if we just copy everything our shadows do and we feel lost and alone when its dark because we have nothing to follow. Is that why its harder coping with things in the dark? Like, when you're crying and the darkness just wraps itself around you and encases you in this thick blanket of despair. You know what I'm talking about right?
          
          PaddyDarling, Signing Out.