I feel strange and disconnected from things, from the moment, from my presence. I have that weird distant feeling, as though everything in the world, even the things in front of my face, are far away, unreachable, untouchable. I feel as though there is no time any longer, just endless, undifferentiated space all around. I feel as though history itself was constructed for my benefit and I have now grown bored with it, unable to suspend disbelief any longer.
I am in need of more sleep, at the very least. I think I’ll have some now.