I’m sitting in my bedroom at home

It’s quiet, everyone is asleep, and I return to cardiff tomorrow.

I know it’s not far away, but I feel soul crushingly empty for some reason. It’s as if this room causes me to become depressed, as if I am somewhere in which all resemblance of me has seemingly dissipated.

I feel enclosed.

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