• - : You know that movie, Daredevil?
• + : Yeah. What about it?
• - : I always remember that particular scene when Matt Murdock drowns himself, except his face, in order to get some sleep because he has supersonic hearing. I often wish to do that. Just shut myself off of these distorted voices and thoughts. I badly want to do that. It seems so peaceful and private and simple. Shutting our ears. Just for a moment. Even for a couple minutes or so. I need that.
• + : But the thoughts would still rush in, no?
• - : Yes. But at least the voices stop.
• + : Isn't that, in a way, avoiding your problems?
• - : Yes.
• + : Sometimes life can be overwhelming.
• - : Pfft, life IS overwhelming. And utterly demanding.
• + : And fucked up. And seriously tiring.
• - : Mostly fucked up. I keep seeing the same pattern, different approach, but ends up in the same old result. It's frustrating. My life. And watching some are so full of themselves, they don't even realize how sickening it is to watch them doing the same shit over and over again.
• + : Maybe we should add bath salt while we're at it. Drowning our sorrow.
• - : I swear I've had enough of this crap.
• + : Be a monk, why don't you.
• - : Don't have the patience. I just want a moment of peace everyday, MY private moment, where I can pretend life is easy and the people are actually angels in disguise.
• + : Sadly that's now how it goes.
• - : Certainly not. I'm tired. I'm just. Tired.