6.11 Self Portrait writing

by blinkingzeroes

I’m always cracking my back and neck lately. The area aches. Constantly. It never stops. About 5 years ago I awoke from a hangover that never went away and ever since, I’ve been dizzy and life has hurt. Reality, that is – the real world can grow distant. Blurred. It’s never quite as close as it was, but sometimes it draws near. So near. And I can open my eyes and see the world in focus, before it slips away again. And so I sit here, cracking my neck and skipping the stretches, wondering if the pain will stop, or at least, when I’ll next see the world in focus.