16:37
Small Talk:
Sorry, I’ve been leaving this place stagnating for a while. You know how it gets when you’re a Uni student. When it gets to crunchtime, you barely get any time to sleep or do much else. Not to mention some other obligations. Today was a major relief, considering I slept for about 11 hours - probably a retribution for the 3-hour naps I’ve been getting the past couple of days.
I lifted my chin up. My head felt as though a 15kg counter-balancing weight was suspended in the cavity where my brain was supposed to be. It’s a strange feeling, actually. If my head were to tilt in one direction, it felt as though there’s an inner momentum pushing it further. I tried shaking it off, but that only made it worse. Instead of a linear motion, now I’m suffering from perpetual multidirectional angular inertia - if such a phenomena even exists.
I got up, washed my hands and looked down at the deep well of transluscent yellow green, making ripples as some unknown kinetic forces travel through it from within its ceramic chamber. It emanates a most unfamiliar odor. More ripples appeared out of nowhere. I began to wonder if my own urine was mocking me. I leaned forward, the suspended weight in my skull drawing my shoulders closer, surrendering to the apathetic might of gravity.
