Today I'm invisible, I'm a ghost. I'm not here.
Nothing that happens today seems real. I'm wide awake but I feel like if I was asleep. Like if I was somewhere else, very far from here. Like if there was a thick glass wall between me and the rest of the world, and I can't hear people talking to me, I can't figure out what's going on. And I start to think that maybe this is a dream. A dream in which a cold white sun always shines.
God, I fucking love this feeling.
Alice In Chains – Angry Chair