Lately I've been feeling...strange. It's hard to explain, but my life at times feels like one you would see in a movie or read in a book. Like all my actions are being controlled, or all the drama in my life is that of a story.
I hate how I feel this at times, as I stand and look up at the sky, I feel unaware of my heart, soul, and even body.
What is causing me to feel like this I wonder. I say now though, when I feel moments like that, I don't feel empty, no. It's hard to explain and remember what I'm feeling. I'm alive, that crosses my mind, then I wonder why I'm me, and then I just sorta go blank. Thinking back, I think I wouldn't mind being stuck in a moment like that. Because, as much as I feel dead in moments like that, I also feel very, very much alive.
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Here We Are, But We're Still Lost
I have spilled my heart on this journal and now I am making it public. I doubt what you will find will interest you much. It's only my battered soul.
Lol, sorry, that was really angst, wasn't it?
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