Noted and Forgotten

"Change" is a constant companion of mine. The fluctuation of my disposition has begun to exhaust me, nothing is of permanence. For once I hope there is something that would remain unchanged, something to fallback on. One that would be recognizable to me till the end of my time in this plane of existence.  GrymmRipper. :|

Have you ever stayed at home long enough or just been away from people that when you finally go out, the world is too big and loud for you?  Well, time has become nonexistent for you but seeing people just scurrying around, hurrying here and hurrying there makes you instantly aware of the existence of time again. You can feel them judging you. With just one look, they sum up who you are. They emanate self-importance and frustration. You keep walking through the crowd; the feeling that you don't belong here and shouldn't be existing starts sinking into your head. Thought after thought floods your mind and soon enough it becomes too much. Unable to keep track of these thoughts you lose yourself into the collective conformity, go numb and become part of the parasitic crowd. Just another mindless human, hurrying away. GrymmRipper. :]

I know this heavy heart, I know this fidgety foot, A gulp of pride, I know this tousled head, I know cold sweat of fear, I know, I know. I know everything. Everything on the outside, but nothing within me. GrymmRipper :] (Inspired by a Japanese movie called Himizu)