The unpublished draft!

“If you try to have a conversation with me, I can’t bring myself to listen to you. I pretend to listen and you really think I do but my mind is somewhere else, thinking about it. I feel as if I’m not here but I’m not there either and I can’t shake off this feeling of being split in two.”– Recovering heroin addict

That’s how I feel around anyone I meet these days.

Why?

I don’t know! maybe I know but I don’t want to admit it. If you’ve watched ‘The Secret Life of Walter Mitty’ you’d understand what I mean.

The conflicting notions of what you wanted to be and what you’ve become is so tormenting that every step in the direction to answers feels like the edge of the world.

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