Wednesday, February 10, 2010

One of those days.

It's another one of those days where you just feel trapped. Trapped in a box. Dangling down from the ceiling like a chandelier, from a piece of thin thread, spinning in mid air with no consciousness to what you are actually doing.

You feel confused, frustrated, exhausted.
As if there is no meaning to life.
You feel lifeless, powerless, weightless.
You begin to ponder over what it actually is, what is actually happening.
None of it feels real.
You consider your self to be lost. To have gone astray.
No end, do you see.

It's one of those days when nothing seems right,
When coffee doesn't smell like it always does,
When the voice of the newscaster on TV doesn't really catch your attention,
and mere sound waves enter through one ear, and leave from the other,
that is, until you come back to life, and realize your wasting electricity, and nothing more,
but, still, in confusion, hold the remote in your hand, staring as if pressing the switch-off button is rocket science.

It's one of those days you have a lot of spare time on you. Especially after you've been rejected to participating in a game of Man Hunt around the compoud as you're too fast, and you're sitting in the darkest, dampest corner of your house, with just the moon light shining on half of your forehead, through the shatter-proof windows.
The sound of the clock ticking grows louder, and louder, and louder, until it has finally taken over your thoughts. You sit, hopeless, in dismay. Afraid. Alone.

Idleness gets the best of you.


  1. Good style. Reminds me of myself. :P

    One correction. Sound grows louder. Not larger. :)

  2. Haha. Yeah, I wrote this after reading one of your latests. :P

    Thanks. Done. :)

  3. Yeah, sounded just like Arsy o_O

    The kind of style you can put into a novel =).

  4. Wow. That's how I feel most of these days... like it's one of those days.