Does it?
The way we have been evolved in a society, not as humans, to behave in conditional stages like workplace or home, the only thing we use to protect and justify our sanity is by making sense out of everything. To escape it and retire to our more natural evolved self, we escape these facades and run to jungles, mountains, beaches and behave in absolute crazy ways or so we tell ourselves. Such are times of instant validation, that we don't let a single moment go by without sharing it with our bubble mates, only to feel the little kick of dopamine. The entire world needs to be transformed into a rehab to restore the mankind.
Everybody out there is walking down a similar pathway, wondering to themselves, if things are making sense or not. In a way it does, but for who? Us or just me? Our introspection doesn't necessarily have thoughts of our behaviour towards others but, in all likelihood, about how and what we did is going to improve our state of being. We all thought, growing up, about the freedom one enjoys being an adult; I know I did. And now, as adults, majority of people out there misses the old days, what the hell happened! I would be lying if I say I don't enjoy life as it unfolds everyday. Sure, good days and bad, but with acceptance growing rapidly I cannot deny the fact that I like the whole package. A particular mindset keeps you intrigued about the bads, misfortunes, being ill. Humans draw sadistic pleasures, some more publically than others, some more extreme but, nonetheless, everyone is losing on the empathy part. Simple reason is there's no time for that. We cannot escape to real world without looking into our electronic devices. Tables have turned, the reason is the same. If it is necessary, then and only then we will take a break from one world to tend to other.
Chasing fool's gold is a sensible way of life, at least, the most acceptable ones. Days of doing things in silence is getting lost. One cannot stop other for a chat, everybody have stuff to do. Though most of the stuff involves making others pause what they are doing and shower some appreciation to us. So much for making sense. I used to think sanity lies in knowing the difference between sanity and insanity, and now the line's gone. Insanity is the new sanity. Crazy is the new normal. So, when you ask yourself everyday before crashing to bed, does this make sense? - you hear yourself saying, nothing does.
