Twenty First of April
I have these moments. It's like... I don't really know how to describe. It's kind of like I'm going crazy. Sometimes.
Okay. So. There are times when I get so ... focused? intense? that everything falls away and it's like I can't, or won't, hear anything around me. Like tunnel vision, for the brain. My mind kind of blanks under the intensity of single-minded purpose, but it can happen anytime for any reason at all. Hell, it happened not too long ago, when I was staring out the window and an abandoned red bike at the side of the road across the street caught my eye. Couldn't look away. Everything just... fell away. Got all silent.
It doesn't scare me... but I feel like maybe it should. And maybe it should, because the moment everything is perfectly still, I hear things.
Voices. And shit.
Fucking crazy. Feels good to let that out, though. Actually put this out somewhere, instead of tell myself over and over I'm not crazy I'm not crazy.
But maybe I just. I don't know. Need more sleep.