He woke up that morning, feeling nothing but solemnest, as if his own heart has gone numb. He felt that he has lost any capability of feeling anything but sadness and extreme amount of sadness. His life has no meaning, no fuel to burn his desires. In other words he felt flat.
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widespread insanity
There doesn’t seem to be anything worth living for. Everything is so crazy now. I watched my only friend kill himself slowly last week, and everyone in town is losing their minds. I seem to be the only sane one left. Old Billy Jurgens drove his car in circles for six hours yesterday. I got… Continue reading widespread insanity