Something’s died in me. I feel the end is near. And It’s not too bad that I’m broken but that I’ve nowhere to go. Ever read The Catcher in the Rye? Just like Holden Caulfield, I feel like I am inevitably heading towards some terrible fall. I don’t know where it comes from. I can be all day a normal human being and then it drowns me (not everyday but quite often).  What’s worse is that nobody knows. How can I explain to them that out of nowhere here comes this terrible sorrow. It’s almost like it loves me. For some reason I really wish to be […]