Human life is full of projection, like we are constantly being filmed in the movie of our own lives. We endlessly shape and reshape our own stories to make ourselves feel relevant or seen – desperate to be the major character. But we don’t end up feeling seen, we end up drowning in noise, because everyone else is as desperate to be heard as we are. The world has become a mad shouting match, making us distracted and anxious. I’d done all these things as foolishly as anyone else, and it was exhausting. I was just another male duck huffing and puffing on the foreshore.
