I feel so refreshed.
After voluntarily slipping into that milky white jacket, shuffling to the comfortable room with cushioned walls and a padded floor, I found my sanity 6 days later. I'm known for quietly slipping away and so this time I whispered to a few people that I would be escaping to my comfortable place, so they shouldn't be worried in the least because I was fine-even though I wasn't. For six days, I did not send a single tweet and only a minimum amount of contact on Facebook. One of my friends lives just nine steps away from me, and I didn't go to her room for four days. I didn't call people, and I only accepted phone calls that were important. Call it whatever the fuck you want, but I call it regaining sanity in an insane world.
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