The Fortresses of My Mind

Do you ever find that you have lost yourself at the end of the day? You seem to have fallen into a thick void of something you cannot quite define - or maybe it's the lack of something to define.

People surround you, but you seem to have lost connection. You stand alone - unrelated to anything or anybody. The air that you breathe will go right back into the room, as if it had never circulated through your lungs. You wonder if you do little more than fill a space that once was and never will again be? You find yourself searching for a means of solidity, but find only a chasm between absolutes that don't seem to hold.

Someone once said, "If we're all alone, we're all together in that too." Did that someone once occupy that space of nothingness? - that space that has you begging the question of where it is you fit in the world and what your relation to it is. Was he lying, or had he really treaded the spaces of this void?

In the words of my all time hero, Kathleen Kelly in You've Got Mail, I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So goodnight, dear void.

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