i am synchronic.
i'm either in all time, or out if it.
i suppose that's simply a matter of perspective.
coming back to a diachronic moment is effort enough in itself, without that forcing me to actually do things that fit in with the future i've seen or cause a bunch of potential ones to collapse into a more definite path.
it's exhausting to keep watching all those movies of other times and universes in potentia while constantly flicking back to the main channel to keep tabs on the "important" stuff, but i've gotten used to it and it's undoubtedly addictive.
if this is psychosis, it has become normal to function through it.
the world i perceive seems to accept it and sometimes praises it.
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