I’m floating towards the sun. The sun of nothing. Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing. I have become the sun of nothing. Nothing is here. Memories are not clear.
Floating to the sun… farther away.
I can't believe that’s what it has come to... I never really had it all that bad. I just looked around and never thought about the blank stares. (Blank stairs) They were looking into something much worse than what I thought I was. Selfishness is a very sticky quality of this species. Looking around... I don't see any faces... yes I am lonely. It’s to be expected. I’ll sleep now. (Dream waves)