Here I am at the event horizon, staring into the abyss.

Emotionally angled, like the holographic projection I have become.

Existence

I often feel like I don't exist.

Two months later

and looking back on previous posts, I'm feeling the same.

Flatland

Feeling depressed today, unable to keep myself busy. Already I feel like disappearing under the cover of darkness that are my pillows

Your chance to begin again in an offsite colony

So here I am again, blogging, unable to converse IRL without feeling out of place.