How insensitive

Yes, just another fiction that sprouted about out of the blue. Enjoy.

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How is it that time just passes and people barely know what is to happen...

How insensitive I must have seemed

...and when it does happen, its over a bit too soon.

How unmoved and cold I must have seemed

I go about my usual routine, a step at a time. Living practically and typically without much care about the world i exist on.

Did I just turn and stare in icy silence

Could there possibly much more to existing than the usual routine?

What was I to say? What can you say

But what is there, really?

Vague and drawn and sad

There is nothing but the tranquility of the familiar.

I see it still

Is there really more to things?

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Tis the finals week and I'm bound to start and attempt to study. Although the thought and action seems foreign as people who knew me know quite well that I do not bother. Even at exceptional occassions such as "Finals". All is well.