I found this in the drafts ~

Hi there, blogworld. I havn't written in a massively long time. A friend reminded me of your existence recently. Funny thing is though, my first ever post was around this time last year. Perhaps it's just a good time for blogspot? Who really knows.

It's rather cold, my fingers losing warmth as well as feeling as I take them from underneath the warm covers in order to type. Some things just seem awkward- frozen fingers flitting across slippery keys, their movements jerky, slightly difficult to control. That's all due to the cold. The icy air. But the sun shines on. As it always does... As it always does. Awkwardness seems to be so recurrent in my life now. But it was probably always there. I've just realised, noticed it more.

When I'm alone, alone inside my head, alone with my thoughts. That's when it's most awkward. Not to me. But I am, to other people. Someone speaks to me. I feel off guard, lost as to what's going on. Confused. Alone. But mostly lost. Not lost on the path of life, no. I have not lost my way. But lost in my head. Isolated from other people. Isolated from the world. Just kind of apart from everything. I guess it's always felt that way.