Slices

It's strange to feel. Like you actually exist, like you are actually alive, like you really indeed are small. I don't feel often. But there have become many ways in which I seem to be able to grasp what I once felt... Ugh, sorry, ridiculously convoluted. It's just I miss what it used to feel like. I know that there are times when it breaks though and I can feel. It hurts. It's too much. It's a "Catch 22", you want to feel, but you know you really couldn't handle it. AT ALL. But one thing is clear, that "I need to be famous and recognized" bug has bit me again. Back to music.