This calmness is refreshing.

I have yet to determine that which caused my inability to maintain the tranquil state I need in order to preserve my inner reality. It was absolutely cataclysmic.
It lasted too damn long!

On a different note, I have come to the conclusion that perhaps I am too cryptic. Is it a conscious effort or not? Every aspect of life seems, to me, fundamentally tragic, absolutely euphoric, and so on, but always thought-provoking...

It is all so utterly consuming