22nd November. The Chamber. Haze is the word which comes to my mind if I had to describe the state I am in. Everything around is bright and clear. Atleast all the physical things. I can analyse. I can converse. I took a detailed, extempore class. But mentally I seem to be far, far away. I can feel myself breathing. Which is not a good thing when it means every single breath. Floating would be the second word which comes to my mind if I had to describe my mental state right now. Swimming is good most of the times but you can also float once in a while and let the currents guide you. "After the slumber of the year The woodland violets reappear; All things revive in field or grove And sky and sea, but two, which move And form all others, life and love." - Shelley
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