observation

“My life. Wasted potential. I’m at my very own zero point. I don’t see anything anymore. If I had to describe how I am feeling, I’d say I’m standing in a swirl that is my life, and everything around me is as open as the universe. It goes on with or without me. I’m just existing. Observing. I’m feeling all of it, yet nothing at the same time. I’ve lost all control, all pleasure. Happiness is just a word, and life is just a chore. Kind of like your dream.”