Why does doing the right thing have to feel so deeply, painfully, wrong?
The sun is out and the day should be beautiful but instead its just weird and kind of scary. It feels like it is actually really dull and grey and I’m on something that’s making me hallucinate the sunshine. Nothing seems real. Everything is just so empty and two dimensional, as if we really do live in the matrix, and someone has turned down the graphics. I feel as if I am the only real thing left in this un-reality, terrified and alone because no matter how many people there are around me, none of them are really even here.