Down the Rabbit Hole

Sometimes I wonder what life is. Because you know, sometimes we just love life. We wanna live it to the maximum. We wanna enjoy it. And sometimes we just wanna die and get over with it.
What's up about life? Why is it so fantastic and so disgraceful?
Well, I don't know. If I knew it, I wouldn't be in front of this computer writing this crap. I'd be living my life. Probably watching a movie at my boyfriend's house and waiting for his mother to announce the dinner, with something nice to eat. As I don't know, I'm here writing, with no boyfriend, no movie and no mother-in-law cooking for me.
Funny thing is that people doesn't understand me. They doesn't understand the message between my stories. Only a few does. Of course, because they are my friends. Give my new story to someone who's totally normal and doesn't know me. He (or she) won't understand a word after it and won't even try to understand what the name "Munchausen" means, and again I wonder why.
Why my thoughts are so different from the others'. Why do I have to look things in another angle?
The answer? Well, maybe this world is not for me. If I were born in another history period, it'd be the same crap. I'd feel misunderstood. So, what should I do?

Mix up. And pretend that I'm just like any of you. My mask is not so conviceable yet but in the future... You'll even say that I'm normal. And I'll laugh at you. Because deep down we both know what I'm made of. Love and Hate.

+ Got interested? Then, read it! For a complete madness documentation, through the eyes of the character Kathryn. "Munchausen"! (in Portuguese)