I just finished reading the Bell Jar, and that book makes me feel.... weird. I don't know how else to describe it. That book makes me feel uneasy about everything, and doubt the security of the world that I know. I also start to doubt myself after reading something like that. The random thoughts and emotions that don't seem specific to a character I apply to my situation. It's a really bizarre feeling - there are very few books that I feel intimately involved in, and I wish there were more, because I love getting lost in someone else's world, and experience their trials and tribulations. Except now the story has ended. So I'm lost, until I open the next book. But right now... lost.

I'm stupidly scared; this panic attack being experienced from that feeling of being lost is over-taking me. Almost like I don't know what direction my life takes next. Do I go to sleep, do I read more, do I jump off a building? What would the protagonist of my story created by cutting and splicing other stories do next? I guess I'll just have to hang around and see where the plot twists next.

later days,

js