No title. It would be misleading anyway

Sitting on a train, headed for my destination.

Nothing feels real lately. It's as though I am just floating around while the world keeps spinning. I don't really go anywhere, I don't see anyone or talk to anyone (work not included, obviously) as if I've made myself more invisible than I already was. It's an existence based on non-contact and keeping a low profile but the interesting thing is that I haven't even being trying to make it that way.

Nothing feels real anymore. I'm just a she'll these days, hollow and empty inside...