How could I change the life that I have?

How could I change the life that I have? should I

stop asking myself dumb questions and be proactive about making changes? I started moonwalking and singing "man in the mirror" while channeling my inner Michael.

I moonwalked right through the kitchen and out onto the back porch. I was barefoot, and slid straight through a group of snails, leaving a crunchy, slimy streak across the concrete

surface. In the moonlight I made out the words "Blue Invertebrate" in the slimy mess. Was my muu-muu too tight or was my mind playing tricks on me? From the outhouse I heard a

spine-tingling, hauntingly melancholy wail of a loon calling to its mate. It echoed across the pond as I wiped myself and exited the outhouse. I followed the messy slime trail to

a small dark cave in the woods surrounding the lake. The loons continued their spooky calls. I felt shivers down my spine. As I leaned in for a look, something brushed my

back. I let out a gasp. Near the cave, a child was sitting in the middle of a mandala made of millions of spaghetti strands arranged in a circle. All trees around her were flate

Lating slowing and making noises. Western civilisation would not allow cows to fart as often as they naturally did and the cows went on strike. This

Was for the first time in a long time not being seen as an altogether not an uncool thing to be once again. Bigotry was lauded a new manifest destiny v.2.0.