It’s gotten worse this week. It’s usually bearable, I feel like i’m constantly floating. Nothing around me is real. Figments of my imagination. Puppets in a show of my dreams. However, my dreams are reality. They are not dreams at all. Not in the slightest.
Sorry. I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve not really had anything to write about but this was something that was playing on my mind. I hope you like it. Sorry