i wish i could find the words to explain how i feel right now.
i'll try.
i feel like the world is going on without me and i'm watching it from afar.
i was in the basement, trying to do some gatsby homework, but then i just stopped.
i read a few stories submitted to chrysalis. one was about a lake and it reminded me of many memories.
my thoughts wandered for awhile..back to the lake and summer..
and then i came back to reality.
i was suddenly very cold, especially my unprotected fingers and toes.
it was silent, except for the occasional cycling of the heat turning on and then off.
what was i doing sitting alone in a cold basement?
so i got up, turned off the light.
as i went up the stairs, i started to hear the talking of the rest of my family. their laughs.
with every step, i could feel the temperature become slightly warmer and the voices slightly louder.
i opened the door at the top of the stairs and let the light rush over me.
i looked in at them, but i didn't feel like being a part of their celebrations.
and here i am. alone again.
but it's my choice.
why am i making that choice?
nothing is the same anymore.
i wish i would make the choice to be an active part of my life, but i'm not.
all i need... is some understanding.
wait for me.
i'll try.
i feel like the world is going on without me and i'm watching it from afar.
i was in the basement, trying to do some gatsby homework, but then i just stopped.
i read a few stories submitted to chrysalis. one was about a lake and it reminded me of many memories.
my thoughts wandered for awhile..back to the lake and summer..
and then i came back to reality.
i was suddenly very cold, especially my unprotected fingers and toes.
it was silent, except for the occasional cycling of the heat turning on and then off.
what was i doing sitting alone in a cold basement?
so i got up, turned off the light.
as i went up the stairs, i started to hear the talking of the rest of my family. their laughs.
with every step, i could feel the temperature become slightly warmer and the voices slightly louder.
i opened the door at the top of the stairs and let the light rush over me.
i looked in at them, but i didn't feel like being a part of their celebrations.
and here i am. alone again.
but it's my choice.
why am i making that choice?
nothing is the same anymore.
i wish i would make the choice to be an active part of my life, but i'm not.
all i need... is some understanding.
wait for me.

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