10.23.12 (voyeur)

I began to experience a certain disconnect from reality. It's something we all come across once we've reached the bottom of the barrel. It's as if you are a voyeur, peering into someone else's life, experiencing their demise secondhand. It was strange, I couldn't find my own thoughts among the mess of static I heard teeming within my brain. The only thing I felt I could do was wait, and hope that this too would come to pass...