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2002-03-04

Lucy In The Sky

I'm trapped in a vortex of spinning thought. I can't make sense of anything. Down is left and left is right and right is up and up is down. I blink, but my vision remains blurred and spotted. Nothing is registered and my brain seems to fizzle at the beginning of every thought. Confusion clouds my mind and my being. What am I doing here? What am I doing? What am I? What am? What? The questions continue, whirlpooling and cascading, over lapping each other over and over and over and over...

I need to sleep. I need to relax and I need to calm down. I need to get my heart beat back to normal and I need to feel the firm ground beneath my feet instead of that empty nothingness of confusion.

I really need to figure out what I'm feeling about Mike.

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