Monotonous. The same songs shuffle repeatedly on my iPod and the light seems to flicker every so often, reminding me to stop staring into open space. I can't focus correctly, and I can't tell if what I'm seeing is real. When the wind blows, it hits my skin in an odd fickle way. I can feel it, but is it real? All I can feel is a cold emptiness within my forehead that reminds me: I'm stuck in a haze, and I can't dig myself out of it. The conversations I have are a mix of dreams and reality, and I can't tell where I've been or who I've seen. What have I become? Dig me out, please.
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