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I often wonder what it would be like, if my life never took the turn it did.
One day, I wore a hat.
It was a decision that changed everything, because the reactions I received were more genuine than any had felt before. So I kept the hat, until one day it disappeared. Perhaps I left it somewhere wrong. Or maybe someone stole it.
The hat had disappeared, for whatever reason, whatever worth. I turned to find the genuine reactions gone. It suddenly was as if the world looked on in disgust. I'd lost what came before, and I'd lost my hat. I was a hitchhiker without a towel. For what it's worth, I look back now and see the genuine was false.
I was a hipster.
With a stupid fucking hat.
But I miss that hat. Because while it brought me attention and interest.
Moreso, it kept my mind inside my skull. And my head was always warm.
One day, I wore a hat.
It was a decision that changed everything, because the reactions I received were more genuine than any had felt before. So I kept the hat, until one day it disappeared. Perhaps I left it somewhere wrong. Or maybe someone stole it.
The hat had disappeared, for whatever reason, whatever worth. I turned to find the genuine reactions gone. It suddenly was as if the world looked on in disgust. I'd lost what came before, and I'd lost my hat. I was a hitchhiker without a towel. For what it's worth, I look back now and see the genuine was false.
I was a hipster.
With a stupid fucking hat.
But I miss that hat. Because while it brought me attention and interest.
Moreso, it kept my mind inside my skull. And my head was always warm.
