Have you ever experienced a day that felt completely surreal and dream-like?

I told myself it felt okay, man. But it was not healthy. I started to feel like I wasn't even human anymore. Just...empty. It was awesome doing nothing but whatever I wanted. Not caring about anything.

I felt a lot better once I got away from it all, came home and got some life back in me. When May swung around and I got my job back again, I felt a lot more human. I still often wonder if I really enjoy this, though. What's the point? But oh well. I push on and enjoy my free time. That makes living worth it, I guess.