the monotony of my day is emphasised at home.
rarely sometimes i go into the office and mingle
and i feel better for it.
the dull tasks; meetings, minutes, actions, follow-ups
are masked by a layer of barista coffees, swanky office spaces, posh lunches, and feeling like a boss.
i walk around the floor plate; seizing chances to say hello to strangers
pretending to be an extrovert
but when i am alone again (often starting on the commute back)
i feel the grief seeping in like a ship slowly being flooded before sinking
i immediately dislike the sensation, before sinking back into the comfy embrace of sadness
is this depression? or is this my life now? is this normal? who else feels this way?
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