In the absence of feeling

It's funny. These days I don't really feel like I need to say much or let it out. There is nothing to let out. My mind is still active, thinking about my daily life. Going about it. And most of the time I am too busy being here right now. Living it. Be here now. Literally.

So everything else is void. It's not a sad thing but rather a strange thing. I read and I love it. I am good. I have my streaks of anger but I am controlling it. I am said to be more calm. I guess it's a good thing.

But yeah. Very nonchalant.

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