Have you ever felt like what you are experiencing isn't real? Or in other words, do you ever get the feeling like you are experiencing something through someone elses body? It feels kind of like you are inside someone elses head and what you are doing just doesn't seem like it's reality. Like at any moment you could wake up and escape this dream. You are controlling your movements and actions yet it feels like you aren't. It often feels like I am the camera in Truman's eye or that I am just floating around in my head as my body goes about its business.
I've started to notice this more and more as I sit in my boring, dreary classes day to day staring at the pages in my notebook with an insatiable desire for something—anything—to happen. Wishing the doodles on my paper would spring to life and take me away.
I was sitting in class today taking my mechanical pencil apart and putting it back together when this feeling happened in the most profound way yet. It felt as if I was just on auto-pilot, like I had that remote from Click and had just fast forwarded through the boring parts but somehow I still had a presence in my head. I think it might be due to the monotony of my life here at school. Wake up > class > eat shitty food > class > eat shitty food > class > sit on my computer > watch tv > go to bed > repeat. It feels like it's getting worse and worse, almost like I have this build up inside of me ready to burst if this lifestyle continues. If I've come to that realization then I should do something about it, right? But I don't feel like I can. I can't find anything that makes me happy and I can't find anything that I truly enjoy doing. Sure I can find things to do that are fun for an hour or so, but I never want to do them again and I don't feel truly happy or truly fulfilled in this quest for happiness.
Well I could go on but I think it would put most of you to sleep. So, I guess I just needed to write this down. Thanks for reading if you did and if any of you have had these feelings before feel free to post about it or pm please. Do any of you struggle to find something that makes you truly happy? Or do you ever feel like you are just on auto-pilot and you can't get off it? Thanks again for reading.
I've started to notice this more and more as I sit in my boring, dreary classes day to day staring at the pages in my notebook with an insatiable desire for something—anything—to happen. Wishing the doodles on my paper would spring to life and take me away.
I was sitting in class today taking my mechanical pencil apart and putting it back together when this feeling happened in the most profound way yet. It felt as if I was just on auto-pilot, like I had that remote from Click and had just fast forwarded through the boring parts but somehow I still had a presence in my head. I think it might be due to the monotony of my life here at school. Wake up > class > eat shitty food > class > eat shitty food > class > sit on my computer > watch tv > go to bed > repeat. It feels like it's getting worse and worse, almost like I have this build up inside of me ready to burst if this lifestyle continues. If I've come to that realization then I should do something about it, right? But I don't feel like I can. I can't find anything that makes me happy and I can't find anything that I truly enjoy doing. Sure I can find things to do that are fun for an hour or so, but I never want to do them again and I don't feel truly happy or truly fulfilled in this quest for happiness.
Well I could go on but I think it would put most of you to sleep. So, I guess I just needed to write this down. Thanks for reading if you did and if any of you have had these feelings before feel free to post about it or pm please. Do any of you struggle to find something that makes you truly happy? Or do you ever feel like you are just on auto-pilot and you can't get off it? Thanks again for reading.