I strangely smile for no apparent reason today. A certain peace is dwelling inside... An eerie "calm" living alongside all my chaos and dismay. Bizarre roommates for sure. I noticed amidst the despair, there lurks a carefree indifference. I've been noticing that side more often as of late. I listen to obscure music in hopes that it will remind me of nothing. I am thinking about everything and nothing at all. Unusual circumstances are becoming more common lately. I seem to step in and out of open doors... Sometimes I find a dim flicker of interest. Sometimes the door down that mysterious hall, holds no interest for me at all. I accost myself for not being someone else. I fill my mediocre nights with misguided, fictionally-optimistic, delusional thoughts of grandeur... This is my trade-off for "normal". It's a foreign concept to me anyway. You people can keep your "normalcy". Obviously, it isn't for me...