Coming home from school today, I...had this strange feeling in me. I suppose you could say I was neither depressed nor was I joyful. Just...thoughtful, yeah, that's a good word. A sense of poignancy.
I could see patrons all around me, but in my mind, I was alone. Not in the sense that I was lonely. It was like my mind was clear of everything else. It was free to explore the boundaries of how I and others see the world.
I have little clue as to what triggered this in me, perhaps a combination of various events and feelings boiled together and coincidentally converged into this, dare I say, "Zen" state of mind. I'm not going to say I've reached enlightenment or anything, that'd be ridiculous. But for once in my daily life, it seemed like I knew the answers to what bothered me.
Aaaand now that that feeling's come and gone, I've gone back from Zen, thoughtful me to ridiculous, brain-dead me. We now return to your regularly scheduled programming.
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