Is Ignorance Bliss? Or is Bliss Ignorance?

How I wish that I would be ignorant once again to the mediocrity that plagues this world. How I wish sometimes that I would be again a simple person that I once was, who never bothered himself with the trivial pursuits that I consume myself today. Sometimes, I wonder on what would've happened if I let myself carried by the current and be swept away in a different world than the one where I am today.

But I shudder to think what could've happened when I see myself with the group of people expected to be my friends if I had stayed sane. It's because I think their ideologies and principles are garbage.
Plain, uninteresting garbage.

But then again, I must be suffering from an overly paranoid mind, from my out of control imagination.