Syncing one's self with reality could become a very complex formula. A question mark here and a eureka there, they are all confusing that even a few bottles of beer would even give you neither a pat on the back for trying nor a job desperately well done. Maybe alcohol is just bad company.
Pain falls upon the truthful yet it's still more favorable and tolerable than death bestowed upon the deceitful. Either way you're still against popular culture. A few talon-showing smiles and a lot of willing company will introduce themselves to your existence; therefore intimately, and sometimes unknowingly, engaging you more to your diluted perception of reality.
So what's the point?
One's ideal world could be another one's nightmare. Whichever path one takes can only lead to one's final destination which is fate. Would it be right to say syncing with reality leads to accepting one's destiny? Or can anyone just do something about it?