Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Today I was flying on a plane, and for some reason, it seemed very clear to me that it would crash, as if I had glimpsed into the future. I even mentally prepared myself, but then it tricked me by not crashing.

This is called a phobia. The fear of flying on an airplane is quite common and has nothing to do with predicting the future.

That's how people become outcasts; my thoughts and ideas are simply very different from those of the rest of society.

Your thoughts and ideas are not different at all; they are incredibly banal. 30-40 years old - "in a club?! Nonsense! Stay home, raise children, take care of errands."
You are contradicting yourself. But those who can live as they please – their lifestyles are different.
Let me reveal a terrible truth to you: you are incredibly ordinary.