After that incident I found myself awake in front of my former girlfriend's house. I don't know how I got there or how I survived the previous incident but I guess I must've lost time for a second, like some sort of odd disassociation disorder or something.
Apparently I had already rung the bell because she came to the door. I didn't say anything, nothing needed to be said so I just apologized for the inconvenience and left.
I walked home on a river of ice.
I've come to stop questioning my existstance,
and find this madness commonplace.
Yet, it's still torturous.
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