• who do I think I am, I was, on a endless circle.. ?

I feel so unattached from myself or who I thought I was at some point. no feelings but a great discomfort because I own a body and I don't know what it represents.

there was once a differentiation, who I was alone and who I was with others, but now I act and I don't know what's the impact of it on my perception of reality.

• automatic, mechanical, whatever

I dig it, the mess. but everything's white and motionless and it's uncomfortable because it is not me.

• my mind is empty.
  • my mind is empty.
• please fill it with trash, with the first horrible, disgusting thing that you can think of.