Something's wrong
- avsrnafaliptepensl
- Mar 27
- 2 min read
I got around to checking the forecast today. And you know what I found? Sun. Sun everyday for the past 15 days. Some days were overcast, some were cloudy. But for the most part? Sun. Not a drop of rain. I'm not going to go outside for a while. After work tomorrow, I'm rushing home, and I won't leave. I don't know what's going on outside. It's still raining. But I went outside earlier, without my umbrella, and just stood there. I could feel the drops land on my face. Hard and fast. So I walked back inside and sat down. When I got up... No sign of anything being wet. My clothes were sticking to my skin, and yet. Nothing. Not a drop on my bedsheet. Or my chair. Or the floor.
Am I going insane?
Also, since yesterday, everyone has been... Smiling at me. Or in general. They are going about their days as if nothing was wrong. They all seemed so... Happy. Nothing was going wrong in their lives. They said hi as they passed. They said hi to each other. I was walking with my friend and asked him if he knew the person who just greeted him like an old friend. He just stared at me blankly. "Nobody has come up to us. I've only spoken to you this morning." he said. I swear to you.
I thought I'd be able to tell.
Something is up. But I don't know what. If you guys have any idea of what might be happening, PLEASE send me an email. I need all the support I can get. I figure you guys know something. Between the eerie silence in my discord server, to the constant emails asking if I'm ok, to the cryptic comments on my posts, I'm fairly sure you aren't sharing something with me. And right now, that hurts more than anything.
What is going to happen to me?
I'm hopeful I'll be able to continue posting here. I'm going to try my best. Updates won't be as detailed though. Until I'm able to get myself in check. School is starting up again soon, but I don't think I'll be able to go. I don't want to be seen as this crazy guy. I don't want to have to hide inside, afraid to go outside. I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'll figure something out.
I don't want to die.
Rowan... I think you're poems are becoming a reality...