Unable to see the thick black line that lies between wants verses needs. There no fleeing from the ordinary and popular world because they want to eat your soul. And you give it to them wanting only that blissful feeling of normality in return. The guarentee security is the blanket that smothers us in our sleep.
We are the regular customer of doing things out of habit. We are all victims. Playing tug of war with selling out vs. change while wading knee deep in our shallow superficiality.