psyche

I keep getting annoyed at petty things that people do and also I’ve started to imagine things. Like, imagine that things are moving when they’re not. I also keep remembering some train with a fair few (but by no means full of) people. The people are all sort of tired and sad and they know it’s over and they see each other every day but never say anything and their stories are all as tragic as everyone else’s but they never share them. Some timeless sadness. It makes my heart sink and I don’t know what it is.

This world is in some way incompatible with my mind. Fuck this shit.

Pax