3:26 am-3:57 am It's like moving, only without the passage of time to keep reminding you something is happening. Like thinking but minus the synapses that fire when you remember.
Close to progress but without any notion of the past, so the present is without marker.
It's like screwing but being completely senseless.
Kind of like listening to music, but existing as tone-deaf so each note blends into an eternal buzz, dull and incomplete.
It's like reminiscing but without the lessons, like admiring without the adoration, like sleeping without the rest.
Yea
That's what it's like.  ¶ 10:03 PM