lately i haven't been able to see the world for all the beauty i know exists. i look around and everything seems to be devoid of colour.
i'm not sure why, but i feel like that i'm never going to be the same person i was. it seems as if the moment the clock struck 12 and it became 2016, the me from 2015 has been lost forever. lost - in the sense of a man falling into darkness and never touching ground; disassociated from his surroundings.
the only way i have ever known how to live life is as an observer. without passion. looking on at it as it passes by in front of me. never entering nor colliding with it. i have only ever been able to find it beautiful.
but right now i can't seem to find any beauty. what does this mean?
