Life, or something like it., 5

I look around me and I see a lot of passion. I see dreams, dedication and perseverance. I see ambition, greed and potential. I see those traits that I don't find in me. I see patterns. I see predictability, conservatism and fear. I see well-defined thought processes, their boundaries, and in the void beyond the boundaries, I see sanctity and sacrilege. I see the future, not mine. I see unviolated boundaries and my anguish.