Being sick is like being drunk. I feel like my rationality and my logic and reality are in all in separate pools. Nothing seems real. When I'm drunk It feels nice and numb and everything is funny but when I'm sick its just physical misery that makes me delusional.
I wish I could just lie on a cloud. Just lie there for years undisturbed thinking about everything.
If I could fly I would fly to the nearest cloud and do just that. I would travel the world on that thing.
No comments:
Post a Comment