everyone was dancing.

October is nearly over.  But the light still makes it look like summer, despite the cold temperature and the changing leaves.  Summer is not my favourite season, but currently I just want to go back to doing nothing.  Working always throws into perspective how much is left to be done.  Days of relaxing laziness, however, let one grow an ego unproportional to their accomplishments.  I do not like being humbled.

There’s a terrible moment of realization, when someone falls off of the pedestal you’ve placed them on.  When you look at them and realize that they are just as imperfect as you are.  And you can’t help but resent them for throwing off your judgement and perceptions.  How dare they ruin your ideals?  How dare they make you wrong?

This moment of realization is infinitely worse when you fall off of your own pedestal, see the human swine around you, and realize that you’re all standing in the same muck.  That no matter how much you scoff and call them weak, you suffer the same failures and imperfections.  And you can’t help but resent yourself for throwing off your own judgement and perceptions.  For ruining your own ideals.  For making yourself wrong.

The mighty do not fall.  Where is there to fall from?  They simply fall victim to the same failures as the little people and cannot cope with being normal.  With being mediocre.