Do you ever get the feeling that you have bypassed your own life? All those concerts you didn’t go to. All those cities you didn’t live in. All those career rungs you didn’t climb.
Sometimes I think I am stuck in a parallel “beta” version of my life. Like I’ve got stuck on repeat. The years seem to mean nothing but gradual decay.
It’s kind of a weird feeling. Like that film “Sliding Doors” I kind of feel like I missed out on my own life.
I mean I love my partner but we seem in a doom-loop of over work and poverty.
Can I ever escape from it. It’s like a motorway with no off ramp.