There's a moth in this carriage. They seem to appear at the strangest points in time. It's going to be a long trip home, not the actual two hours but mulling over everything that has happened in the last few weeks.
My actions in certain situations could have been stopped, if only i had seen where it was all heading. I don't regret it all, I just feel an emptyness in me. I'm not sure how to fill it.
My body is numb. Lifeless. My mind is jumping out, seeping through my skin and surrounding me. I can see nothing but a haze of my emotions.