I'll Race You to the Moon

This piece, titled "I’ll Race You to the Moon", is the result of me trying to make sense of who the hell I am and what the hell I'm doing. I spent a long time trying to figure out my place in the world and it hasn't been easy. There's a whole lot of people in the world and that means there's a whole lot of eyes judging my every move, at least that's what my brain tells me. Anxiety sucks. Realizing that I don't feel any sort of attraction towards people was a tough pill to swallow, I spent a long time thinking that I was some heartless robot and part of me still believes that. So, I always thought it'd be pretty sweet if I could just live on the moon and not have to worry about what other people think of me. Unfortunately, I haven't quite figured out a way to get to the moon yet, but in the meantime, I think I'll just try and enjoy aimlessly floating through space. I don't need to justify my existence, I’m vibing and that's all that matters. That realization is what pushed me to make this piece. My outlines are rough, I'm a little bit hollow inside and there's nothing I can do to stop the eyes from staring, but that's okay. If none of that bothers the moon, then why should it bother me?