Once in a while it comes. The noise dies down. Your heart rate slows. And all around you is quiet, and calm, and serene. It's like you enter a bubble where nothing can get to you.
I've created that.bubble. A bubble that exists of me, my flat, and boxes. That's my world right now. And as long as I pretend that's all there is everything is okay.
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