There are days when everything seems so removed and life seems just too surreal to be real. It seems like everything's removed from reality; like I'm watching it all through a lens. A foggy one at that. At any rate, I start my shift in about 20 minutes, and I'm absolutely starving.
Am I avoiding getting real in here? Do I touch on a subject, and then immediately run away to something else, because I can't handle being raw and real with my own emotions? Or is it just because I'm so drained out that I have nothing else to say, and nowhere else to go with it? Is it just because there's nothing left; no words left.
I sound hopeless. I'm not. I'm in a very good place right now. I have hope, I'm doing well, and life is going in a better direction than it has for months. I just wonder if there's supposed to be something more than this. I always feel like I've seen something bigger and experienced something else beyond what this is now, and I feel like I'm in a place where life is good, but it's been better, and I'm wondering where the "better" has gone. Why it's not here anymore.
And now, I'm not avoiding; I'm running out of time before work, so I really have to stop these musings for the moment, and continue them in my head, not on this scree
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