nolan_void

I'm still here, every now and then. I'm not missing it much though. And it isn't that there is anything better in the real world, at least not yet. Everything just feels kind of like a zombie whirlwind. Very little makes sense. Very little seems real. I have a hard time finding any kind of direction, any kind of grounding. Life is starting to feel more and more like a dream: amorphous, phantasmal, and sort of distant. It feels like people outside of me aren't even real. I'm not even sure if people inside of me (that is to say, myself) are real either.