Perhaps for the first time, I feel as though I’m lost in transit from dream to reality. The world spinning so slowly you don‘t even feel it; People move by; Move past, move through; They go and don’t even notice; the universe is about to nod off; and in the midst of everything you stand there, frozen. A sense of anxiety grips you.
I just can’t seem to figure it out. My fingers even feel foreign against the keyboard. And it kinda freaks me out. A lot.
Newsflash. Everyone’s scared, that’s no reason to run away. Eventually I have to figure it out, right?
Today I’m just thankful I have people who keeps me sane.