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I struggle to type my thoughts, savoring the last remnants of my favorite ice cream. I'm alone and Black Sabbath is crying in the background, and the room rings hollow. And in the great search for subjects, I realize the immense mental void that is overtaking me. I realize that I don't care about anything tonight, I don't get upset or happy about anything. I'm neither disgusted, nor disgusted, nor excited, nor happy. I am inert, I am not moved, I am immune to everything, right now, in this moment, and I realize how good it feels. I wish I could find the recipe that brought me to this state, and turn myself into a sea of insensibility, so that I could be the happiest girl on earth. I managed to impose my insensitivity today, and I think I have never been more successful, at least with myself. I managed to suppress the feeling of great injustice I had suffered, of disgust and sadness. And I'm proud of that, I'm happy, just because I simply don't care. On some level, I have found the recipe for happiness and success.
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