Escape Key

Everything feels so different now. Everything just feels so different. And I just feel like watching One Tree Hill all day. I don't even love the new season. But it feels like home. Everyday is a busy day, and I'm never bored. And god, that's the weirdest thing. It's summer, and I should have nothing to do. But I am always doing something, being somewhere, having to go somewhere. It probably seems quite incredulous almost rejecting my non-boredom. But the busyness just punctuates the lulls. And I don't know anymore. I'm losing myself. I am a shell.