I'm not being ungrateful.
I'm not being childish.
I'm not being foolish.
I'm not being remorseful.


I just want some time alone.
All by myself.
In isolation, distant from the outside world.
Within my self-constructed barricades.


Nor am I intentionally keeping a distance between myself and the people around me.

But after what happened today. I wanted to re-play the feelings.


Basically I went home for my much-needed sleep after an overnight study.
And when I woke up, my roommate was playing with the next-room neighbours.
And I had the whole room for myself, all by myself for hours.

It's truly been a while since I last enjoyed this room for myself.
And I've gotta admit, if anything, it felt relieving.


I wished for more.



So probably this is why I'm unconsciously pulling myself apart.

From people,
From the world,
From my own mind,
From my own feelings.


And what remains, shall just be me, and this void of laziness inside of me,
Slowly sipping the essence of desolation.

23:54
Up, up, and away!