I didn’t wear a jacket today. I want to feel the cold; it’s better than not feeling anything. I’m been numb for a while now. I watch other people live their lives and I just can’t. My brain is trapped in a body of nothing. I feel nothing. I feel like nothing. I am nothing. I’ve wanted to write this all day. The screen is blank. I can’t keep a thought in my head long enough to write anything down. My hands feel slow. I don’t know what to say because I don’t have anything to stay. The letters and keys merge into one blob of gray, sucking me in further to something that I don’t have the creative ability to describe because I’m too sad to think. I’m too sad to write. I’m too sad to even feel sad anymore so I’m just sad nothingness with a sad blog and writer’s block.