Venting The living dying with me

[Unhumanly.]

As I refuse to engage with the world, shutting myself completely, rotting in my room, I noticed how the live around me also dying, the plants wilting, the small animals that used to greet me just dissolve to air, the environment around me withering, it's something that give me comfort at a time, something that resonate with me

 

[DivineSpark]

There is death, but there is also life. It is cycle of life.

 

[Forever Sleep]

I think that's partly why I like Autumn so much. Plants beginning to die off or hybernate for the Winter.

I weirdly noticed something similar in playing computer games though. I returned to the game 'Subnautica' a couple of days ago. As part of it, you collect resources and build a base. Some people build these really beautiful, massively elaborate bases. Separate living quarters etc. I found I was mostly living in one room in the game- which is also what I've done most of my life really. Lol. 'Art' mirroring life.