Sometimes I actually enter reality:
I step into the Total Perspective Vortex.
Emotions reeling, I make rash, irrational decisions
That are, of course, the rational thing to do.
I stumble around trying to mend the upheaval,
Trying to reason with unreasonable matters.
Ultimately, as always, I run out of time for closure.
I return to effective numbness, and dormant depression.
Too sad to be happy, too functional to drug.