I feel so differently as of the last few days that sometimes I don’t feel like myself at all.
The smallest things make me cry and the strangest things make me feel good.
Its almost as if the real me is changing, and so drastically that I cannot control any of its emotions and desires. The strange thing is that I feel no real desire, I feel strangely detached, removed from everything and as of right now, even the everyday occurring stomach ache.
Its not as though I am feeling existential angst, I am living with my existence in absolute harmony but the buttons that swell any sort of emotion inside me are all in a state of contented numbness.
Almost nothing is triggering me to react, unless it is just to cry. Sometimes because I feel overtly overwhelmed or extremely sad. I just read about India’s first domino liver transplant that helped saved two very young girls lives and that made me cry, without any provocation at all- I just saw their faces and the tears rolled down unremittingly.
What crossroads are these which come without a road map?
