One of the First Times I Recognized The Matrix
One of the First Times I Recognized The Matrix
I never had a cord in the back of my head, but I know what it’s like to live plugged in. My Matrix was survival mode. Go to work, grind, repeat. Numb enough not to notice how much of me was disappearing.
The glitch came the way déjà vu does. Days blurring into each other until I realized I wasn’t living, I was running code.
Unplugging wasn’t the scary part. The scary part was meeting myself without the wires, without the hum of “should,” without the identity that came from surviving.
I didn’t wake up to perfection. Bills still stacked, people still failed me, but I could choose. I could rebuild. I could remember ease.
So I’ll ask you, what "Matrix" are you plugged into?
I expanded on this in my Substack: Living Well in Color