some thoughts

Lately I've found myself slowly becoming aware of the world around me. I have been blinded so long by bliss that it seemed impossible to experience anything but that. However, unhappiness has manifested itself once again within me. The feeling is comparable to that of a morphine drip, slowly poisoning me with...the truth. Truth is the people I thought I knew fairly well have deviated from who they portrayed themselves to be, or how I perceived them to be. Either I am incapable of insight into peoples personalities, or their true colors are bleeding through their facade. Whichever way you slice it, it still leaves me with an awful taste in my mouth, the taste of divine retribution I suppose.