February 2012
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When will I feel alive again? Nomadic and rootless, I have been drifting in this empty frame, carrying along a weightless spirit. Among a sea of socially skilled people, I feel so misplaced. Being surrounded by others causes me to become so mindful that I become mindless. Rid of any thought process or rationality, I do and say whatever is required. When I return to solitude, I return to freedom....
malitiosi asked: I always hope you're okay.
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This unhappiness sticks like honey and, no matter how many songwriters, philosophers or therapists I listen to, it might just be like this eternally.