All of life is painfull. I understand that it's always about pain. If I am talking to a friend it's painful. If I walk my dogs it's painful.
So when I don't feel anything. If I don't feel sad or happy. If I don't feel pain or pleassure. I feel like I am not real.
Everything I see, and touch isn't real. All the books I read, and movies I've watched don't mean a thing. My existence and the people around me occur for no reason. It's not scary to be living for no reason. It's scary to realize how I'll never live a life I enjoy. I want to go live on the beach. Swim around all day, and come home to a little hut. Just do nothing all day. Because anything I do, even writing novels or curing aids, doesn't matter.
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