Was I There?

Sometimes I just feel like I'm not on earth. I'm there, but I'm not there. As if I was somewhere else, but I can still see, I can still touch, taste, smell, talk. I could do everything, I can control myself, it's just that, it's weird, like I'm too tired or something. Not that I just got it recently, it has been a while, but usually I'd just ignore it.

The other day, when I had my first pizza in Italy, I kept denying that I was feeling like that. I kept thinking that the pizza was so good that it was as if I was floating on clouds, which was why I felt like that. I mean, that'd make sense, right? And then it happens again and again, even when I'm not eating. I began to think something was wrong with me, as if I was possessed, but wasn't fully possessed. I even thought if I was dying, but of course not, if I were to die, it wouldn't be like that, I don't think so at least.

Perhaps there was something bothering my mind that led me to not be on earth, but yet, I was still walking on earth's grounds. But what? Now, two weeks later, I haven't gotten that feeling at all. Just then, that week in Italy. And maybe some other times before that.

I don't even know why I'm writing about this, it's 4:20 a.m. in the morning and I'm still not asleep because of the jet lag, and now I'm writing about something that's so irrelevant it couldn't possibly get any weirder. Woah, weird, in my head, when I wrote that sentence, I talked like King Arthur from Merlin .__. I think I've been watching too much Merlin. I just hope I don't talk like the people from that show.

Anyway, I'm gonna go write in my diary, or play sims or plants vs. zombies or something. Being on the internet is no fun, no one's online :( Except for people I don't normally talk to. Meh. Personally, I like typing more than writing, hurts my hand.