I wrote something to post, but it’s a little too dark right now. Then again, I’m not feeling light-hearted. It feels fake to post something I’m not really feeling right now. I don’t have time or brainpower to tell a story right now.
What am I left with? Mostly, feelings of emptiness. Drifting through space in my own little bubble, slowly running out of oxygen, and just pretending to care. I wish I could float away from everyone around me and everything that needs to be done.
I’m not looking for advice. I’ll figure something out. I’m not depressed. I just feel unbelievably numb.