Distance
As I sat among people, one might wonder why my eyes seem hollow as if far away from the present. Laughter, joy, happiness, sadness and grief all seems to be lock some where far away. Topics converse upon the table seem meaningless to me, boredom creeps like a shadow descending upon me unknowingly triggering me to stifle a yawn or sets me off inch by inch to other things that matter.
Work seems to be a part of me and I seem to be a part of work, it has merged or fused with one another. I start to forget what was happiness and love, something which I long for. I love my friends, care for them yet this love is different from the one that intercourse with a partner. They say that a soul can only be complete with love.
