I don't know what it is.
Is it just plainly the hormones or some invisible force that makes me feel like this? I haven't worked that much and yet, i feel like i cannot take it much longer. Even the smallest of issues seem larger than they ought to be. I feel loveless, lifeless.
In these days, i have less energy and lesser patience. I am not quite the same person you would have seen at the beginning of this year. I just have to put up with the years of my life. There is no larger meaning of my living. I feel so and so less as every day passes mocking me in my face. There isn't any pity and i can't even cry it out. There is a shadow which follows me even in the dark- the shadow of the past, the shadow of the future, and in all, the shadow of the unknown. I need to walk away from all of this.
I need space. I need time. And, i need vacuum.