Everything basically went the same. No traumatic event really popped into my life. Nothing really awakened me either. It’s as if I’ve been sleeping for so long, I hardly feel alive anymore. Nothing happened to make me feel this way, It just some how happened. One day everything was simply different. In a completely complex way. Surroundings became sheltered, Ideas were pushed down. And I closed my mind to the beauty of the world. It just sort-of happened. One-day feelings just changed, And they changed me as well. Maybe I just couldn’t see anything that I could be content with, Or maybe everything good really did disappear. But I was blind. It’s not that anything truly went wrong, It’s just that nothing really went right.