I can't feel my fingers. Even better, I can't feel anything. I don't even remember what it was I was fretting about (it took me around 3 or 4 times to get that sentence right). It's funny what a couple beers can do. It's scary how easier a solution it seems to be than trying to figure things out (the latter could take two to three months at the very least).
I talked to my colleagues, friends, about what's been bugging me. Letting it out sort of makes everything kind of silly all of a sudden. But then, there were the beers. Everything seems silly with beer (except love, hahaha). I don't know. I haven't really figured it out. I don't think I can figure anything out, at this point.
I can't feel my fingertips. I can't feel my feet.
I am emotionless and it's lovely.
Wheeeeeee.
