this time

This time spent has been strange. estranged from my mind really as it just slips underneath like the tracks of a train.... not even sure in which direction i am going let alone the destination. The outer body experience that is my life.. a cerebral disassociation with the tangible foot that moves one after the other after the other. A virtual bubble head, a physical being. My senses are attached, emotions too but the checklist has a big tick next too what and who.