Sometimes you just feel like an outside in your own life. You can smile and laugh and crack a joke with others, but when it’s just you- you’re different. You feel like you’re hovering over your own body: detached, miserable, lonely. There’s an aching desire in the pit of your stomach but you never know what it is. You just know that this isn’t where or how you’re meant to be. You watch time ticking away and you know you’ll never get these minutes back, but you still stay in your bed and look at the clouds or the stars or the mist and feel absolutely and utterly misplaced.