Imagine something as simple as vacation.
As a two week vacation.
Because conversation has not been had since the Wednesday before, I didn’t know when it started. Now I am not saying it was omitted purposefully, but I still feel it.
Before I found out, I was in a mood. Since WEDNESDAY ya know.
I was in a mood because I don’t know; I have no link to the outside world anymore. I do not know.
All the emotions are there swirling and knocking each other HARD like atoms in a confined space. Not being let out. There they are, in my brain, in my eyes, in my heart, in my body. For only me.
I do not even think the ones that know me see the difference, see the turmoil.
That’s just how it is.
And I hate it, I hate that that is what it’s come to.