i wanna fly away

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What is life exactly? The musings of a cat? Is it worth thinking about life? Should we be the normals and drearies, life would be so much simpler for me.

I've decided I want to go to Japan. I know now that in order to keep the demons at bay I need to keep moving around as much as possible. One day the demons will take over me. But until then, well I am still able to fight them now. So until the day I can't fight them any more, I will keep those damn bastards away. What are they, what are they made of, and why are they in my head anyway? Who gave them the permission to be in my head? I want to see Bob. And no, not the Bob from Twin Peaks, though that might be a good idea also. The Bob, the golden man, the savior, the healer. It's hard to explain who Bob is in reality.

I am starting to sound really crazy. When I create fiction, there is always a part of my hidden personality in all of my created characters. Now you'll be guessing which part of them is also a part of me. I am so open and yet so secretive.

Maybe Bob from Twin Peaks lives in me now. Maybe I'll kill the next Laura Palmer. When people are young, they don't know if they belong to the normals or to the other ones. They don't realize that the day will come when they will decide without realizing it. Or maybe in the end they always knew, but didn't see it coming. People are not as brave and proud as they once were. We are such cowards.