I feel very detached today.
I was watching kids play in the park,
but it overwhelmingly smelled like dog poop.
I was wondering in the back of my mind
why the other people couldn’t smell it too.
I thought I’d be happy to eat choco-chip egg puffs,
I was wrong.
Then I went to the thrift store
and even though everything was amazing,
I was not.
Hoping to raise my spirits, I bought a chocolate,
but I still could not.
It can’t be fatigue,
I barely did anything today,
a friend wanted to hang out
but I had no words to say.
My mind feels fuzzy
yet devoid of thoughts right now;
I’m trying hard, but all I can remember
is that cats are called mao mao.
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