“You’re allergic to small talk and starving for soul food.”
You can’t fake interest in ‘normal’ life. You’re wired for wonder, haunted by the question: 'What’s the point?' and suspicious of anything without depth.
Throat and heart chakras yearning for alignment. Soul spinning in existential orbit. Detected deficiency in symbolic nourishment.
You weren’t made for shallow waters. Keep diving. Meaning isn’t always found—it’s forged.
