I think I am going insane. I havent slept in seven days... I dont remember when was the last time I had a proper meal, and while I see two new books in my Done Reading pile... I cant seem to recall anything from them. All I can feel is this sense of urgency and in-completion... almost like a part of my mind is missing. And everyday it gets bigger. Anger, hatred and repulsion are all I can feel... and loss... there is this harrowing sense of loss that never seems to go away. I have been through some pretty tough periods in my life, if I may say so myself. But I dont recall ever being unhappier, than I have been for the last seventeen months. I never was a very social person. But even I wouldnt have imagined that it was possible to loathe one small building with such intensity.
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 08:25:30 +0000
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