Numbers are human creations, developed as a way to quantify our world. So, when did that change? When did we start letting these meaningless figments of our ingenuity constrain our lives?
When did I?
Maybe when I started finding comfort in what I could tangibly understand. Maybe when my emotional sphere spun so out of grasp that I resorted to soothing my dizziness with quantifiable musings. Maybe when I did not know what I was… unless I could measure it.