Like a kid playing with cardboard boxes, Only not fun and not like that at all . . .
There are times when I feel as if I am living in a box. There are solid walls separating me from what's happening around me.
This results in two things:
1. I feel apathetic and detached from the people and places I love, making me seem cold.
2. I feel like I am missing something important between the lines. I come to believe that everything that is said to me is dripping with meaning that I am unable to decipher.
So is it that I am in my box or is it that something is horribly wrong and I don't want to see it?
I think I'm going to climb into a bed with my book and ignore the box and the feeling that there is something amiss.