At the Massey library and for the past ten minutes I have done nothing but stare out the window. I have no friends at this institution. The past few days I have had barely any company. I feel steadily more and more alone.
It's like my ideals are the only thing keeping me up. Ideals and fantasy worlds. I want to be the hero, but right now I'm the unimportant NPC. I am living more and more in my own fantasy's. I'm losing touch with reality. And I don't mind it. But I know there are people that do. People that expect certain things from you.
I feel cold.
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