For some reason, I cannot write. I am silent. This is not me. Even when I am alone, I used to always talk in my head. I do not do this any more. It’s like… I lost the will to talk. And a growing need to be alone is hovering in the horizon. All I can feel now is that I want to lose consciousness. I do not want to feel what I am feeling right now. And I cannot put it in words. Mmm … maybe the closest description would be: I feel that life is slipping out of me. I am turning into a lifeless, living body.
It is raining now.