We've all been left alone for a few days. Alone, with little or no physical or emotional contact with others, no one to help or guide us, no one to give comfort.
Is it any wonder some of us go a little bit crazy?
I myself become incredibly paranoid. Even though I live rurally in the sleepiest place in the world, I carry my pocket knife with me everywhere, wear warm and heavy clothes, grow out my facial hair (for some reason...) try to find comfort in anything and everything, I begin to truly fear death, think about if there really is a God and a Devil and start to half-believe in stupid fucking things like 2012 and the Illuminati.
It turns me from a proud and confident guy, walking with my chest thrown out and a smile on my face, into a creeping skulker, hunched over on myself and clinging desperately to comforts.
It's bizzare and unnerving, and pretty damn scary to know this can happen to myself, that I am truly this fragile.
Why I'm making this thread? It's happening to me right now, and I find it fascinating...
Is it just my survival instincts kicking in? I don't know.
What happens to you, if anything? What strange turns does your thinking take? What happens to your temperament?
Is it any wonder some of us go a little bit crazy?
I myself become incredibly paranoid. Even though I live rurally in the sleepiest place in the world, I carry my pocket knife with me everywhere, wear warm and heavy clothes, grow out my facial hair (for some reason...) try to find comfort in anything and everything, I begin to truly fear death, think about if there really is a God and a Devil and start to half-believe in stupid fucking things like 2012 and the Illuminati.
It turns me from a proud and confident guy, walking with my chest thrown out and a smile on my face, into a creeping skulker, hunched over on myself and clinging desperately to comforts.
It's bizzare and unnerving, and pretty damn scary to know this can happen to myself, that I am truly this fragile.
Why I'm making this thread? It's happening to me right now, and I find it fascinating...
Is it just my survival instincts kicking in? I don't know.
What happens to you, if anything? What strange turns does your thinking take? What happens to your temperament?