part infinite, part human

This video is a pretty accurate picture of the things that goes on when I am alone in my room but not alone in my head. My mind is in bare existence but I am barely existing in this room I should call an asylum. I feel as though I can no longer tell the difference between silence and sound.

At the end of the video, she lies on the ground and hugs her own shadow. At this point, I no longer know whether to laugh or cry.

Strange. Comfort.

- love and light, adrenalene