What An Odd Feeling...

I stayed home today, which isn't something I usually like to do, and it doesn't mean I liked doing it today. There is a feeling that is in me... and I really want it to leave. But it won't.

The feeling is something desolate. It is an empty feeling, something I think is filled with some sorrow, maybe even loneliness. I don't quite understand it. It feels odd. I don't think I felt like this before, and I have, it must have been a long time ago.

I wonder what this feeling is... it is starting to arouse my curiosity. It is a feeling that I want to understand, maybe then I could understand myself more.

Maybe it's because I stayed in the place I hate for too long. Or maybe it's because I have been working all day.

But now that I think about it, it's none of those. It is just a feeling that I had in me for a very long time, but now it decided to show itself more than usually.

Maybe that's it...

I seem to stare out into space, thinking about nothing, really. I just loose myself, making it hard to be able to fasten myself back into reality.

What a Feeling, huh?