Burning Eyes

November 4, 2022

It’s just burning. My eyes are in pain. It’s like the past days, weeks and months, maybe I think even years have burned it down.
I saw too much in too little time. I can’t even think anymore, and/or feel.
I am compeletly detached from reality and just drifting through in this dissociative state. What the fuck is going on basically?
What the fuck was going on all this time? What were all these years?
What the fuck, seriously? Is this what ‘life’ is about?? What is “is”?
This journal sucks. Okay. I need to stop. Too much negativity, too much thinking and impulsiveness. I need to breathe, and focus.
Embrace my chaos and detachment. And bounce back. Slowly, steadily but precisely. Like a motorcycle that has been riding instable but is proceeding to park neatly in a parking lot to rest.
That bike is me. And I need to park time to time. Steady. Slow. But precise.
A warm feeling. Fleeting, but warm at least. Amidst all this cold.