It's almost over. The sickness. Cold, I mean. I still can't feel much emotion, much meaning, that I know that I should be feeling this way because of this. But I can't feel anything enough to say that I feel anything. Maybe what I think what I feel is just recognition. Maybe I was never able to feel emotions but I would think that I did. No, I know I did. I felt a lot. Now, it feels like that part of my brain got lit on fire and there's nothing left but a memory of what things should feel like. I can't even pretend to feel a certain way to fool myself into feeling... It's frustrating to want to feel any emotion in particular, but barely even a memory of it.
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