I get wrapped up in my head sometimes. So wrapped up the rest of the world drops away and becomes hazy and unreal. I replay conversations, script new ones that will never happen, turn memories over and over like worry stones.
Tonight was one of those in my head nights. Started on the drive to work, navigating through the dark to my florescent lit cubicle for a few hours of unreal reality. Lost in the last year, trying to sing along with the radio to ground myself. Lost. Lonely. Aching.
I wonder if the people who populate my mind talk to me in the dark.
Am I just a shadow?