It was a strange day for her.
She did not know how to write it but it felt like a lost feeling. It was good to be awake and head out early that morning. It was a journey she would normally feel passionate about but that day she somehow felt a disconnect with her surroundings, her friends, a disconnect with herself on a whole.
She felt no appetite for anything edible and the tears that would usually flow with such a feeling, did not come.
It was an overwhelming thing, something which bothered her deep within her spirit. Her friends attitude to her free spirited ways came crashing down as vile and inhumane. There was nothing to cause her to be upset about. It all seemed neutral. Nothing. Nothing felt real. What is going on inside?