When the world starts to feel unreal
The furniture has moved — and so have you.

I’ve been noticing something lately, and once I saw it, I couldn’t unsee it.
Life started to feel strange. Not bad. Just off. Like I’m moving through the same rooms I always lived in, but the furniture isn’t where I remember it.
It took me a while to understand why.
The more real I became, the more unreal the world started to feel.
Not in a dramatic, “nothing matters” way. More like a sobering clarity that sneaks up on you when you finally stop lying to yourself.
When I got honest about what I wanted, what I valued and what I was no longer willing to tolerate, things stopped fitting.
I stopped performing. I stopped chasing approval. I couldn’t pretend I was OK with things that quietly drained me.
And the world I once moved through effortlessly began to reveal itself.
Urgency felt artificial.
Expectations felt hollow.
I started noticing how many people run on autopilot. How many decisions are made from fear instead of truth. How many “priorities” are really just distractions we’ve agreed not to question.
Nothing external had changed. But I had.
The clearest example was sports.
I spent more than 20 years building a life in that world. It mattered to me — deeply.
And then it didn’t.
Not because it’s meaningless, but because my goals had changed. My mission had changed. And the urgency no longer matched who I was becoming.
My discipline made excuses harder to ignore. My clarity made chaos obvious. My honesty exposed how much of life is performance.
That’s why things started to feel unreal — not because I was losing touch, but because I was no longer participating in the illusion.
We’re taught that growth looks like addition: more success, more money, more recognition.
But the real shift for me came through subtraction. Letting go of what wasn’t true. Dropping what never fit me. And standing still long enough to stand on it.
Once you become real, the world loses its grip on you.
Alignment does that. It quiets everything else.
So if the world feels strange right now — if things that once excited you feel flat, or old patterns no longer work — don’t panic. Pull up a chair. Get cozy. You’ve just joined the club.
You’re not unraveling. You’re not broken. You’re not burned out.
You’re waking up.
That unreal feeling?
It’s proof.


