Yeah, sometimes. Sometimes I feel like that. Like there’s a pane of sadness over my life, hovering like a storm cloud. Sometimes the space of sadness is darker, sending me into a deep depression for a little while. Other times it lifts a lot, meaning I’m not too sad, sometimes it’s even clear! But even if the glass is clear, clear is still there, taunting me with no sadness, just to send me back into depression. Healing me just to hurt me again. But sometimes it goes further than clear. Sometimes, very rarely, the pane of sadness is toned happy. But then is goes from happy as ever, to worse as it can get. So it’s a roller coaster through my feeling, through my life, sometimes clear, but never breaking. That’s my life.
The song “numb little bug” kinda describes my feeling sometimes…
