detachmen



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sometimes i feel so











detached
from my life, from
everything around me.












I
am unhinged from my
body, I’m floating
outside it, and the body

is just an empty shell.
an empty shell going
through the motions i

am
bored of. Like a robot

pre-programed to do the
same thing everyday



free
from choices that are

decided for me by the
programer.









monotonous
life down below, no
thought necessary.















boring
on auto pilot. I want
to be completely



free
from the mindlessness

it makes me numb.
I want thought,



to
stretch the edges

of my mind.
to find things in
my imagination

that no one else has
seen. I want to
be able to










choose
for myself.
I want to be



attached