I am Jack's feeling of isolation
Today was tense. There are a lot of things that I'm unsure of right now. Opinions of people have changed. Blue side, reversed. We are bonded. By what...not one of us knows. We're four very different people, yet we seem to have this need not to stir the castle. Under cover. Behind your back. But anymore, I am feeling disconnected. As though I don't belong. Then again...when ignorance surfaces as well as subjects that make me a little uneasy, there is no common ground. There is nothing between you and me. Last night I woke up at 3AM. I couldn't sleep. I wrote in my paper journal, jotting down all my fears and concerns. The ink on the paper has lifted the burden, but I still feel like I don't belong. I am in a world of harsh realities and monsters. Let me be naive. Let me believe that people are really good inside and don't have bad intentions. Please? I feel like that chair that was kicked down the stairs in blinded rage. In pieces.