i feel bland. just not the same. feels like i've drifted too far from myself. i want to let go. for a few days. until i start caring again. about anything in particular. about myself. about people. places. things. the disconnection is incomplete. i've stopped enjoying my thoughts. i'm tired of myself. tired of sleepwalking through life. tired of bouncing. tired of sleeping. tired of sleeplessness. not bored. just tired.
i'm returning to bombay for two months. but it has stopped feeling like home. i'm not excited. not thrilled. i wish i could just turn the other way and catch a bus to hosur for all i care. i'm tired of unfeeling. half living. and leaving. for a few days, in a faraway place, i just want to be. to live and to see.
