Sitting in his room, typing away at his laptop, he feels nothing.
The face does not have any expression.
The heart does not have any expression.
It’s one of those days, days where you feel nothing.
He’s wondering if it matters.
He is wondering what would happen if he disappeared from the face of the earth this very moment.
Will he be missed?- probably.
Will that last long? The missing, the grieving?- no.
Everyone will move on with their lives like he was never here.
Yeah, it’s one of those days.