Sometimes life feel's emotionless as I go through the motions of everyday. I sit back and observe as I move each limb and speak each word as if I'm programmed to function one specific way.
I do this. I do that. I say what I'm supposed to say.
I'm watching as my life happens, and I'm not sure I'm comfortable with what I see.
How did I end up here? And for better or for worse, how do I get out?
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Robot
