Space

I'm finding myself just starring into space at the moment. I'm not looking at anything, I'm not waiting nor am i dreaming. I'm thinking, not about anything in particular, but there is movement in my head.

i find myself wondering if masking tape will ruin something if left on for too long. How my bed is littered will all the things i find essential. Ive spend a lot of time looking at my work on the walls and found myself thinking about the activities of my bed. I've even found myself wondering how much tomato ketchup is wasted from the bits that sticks to the sides.

All entirely irrelevant to whats actually going on. I tried reading and the way i was reading was as if i was really tired, i couldnt stay focused and i couldn't keep track of the subject matter, im not tired at all.

i slept for a few hours earlier, again because i found myself starring into space for no real reason. sleep seemed like the only thing that i could do to occupy my time. ive tried keeping busy but i just dont know what to do.

i dont feel like doing anything, im always sitting in silence and thats because the mood of music affects me a fair bit and i cant actually determine what mood im in as to adequately find a piece of music that fits.

ill probably be here for a few days.