Daily Artchosting day 8

art doesn't have to be drawings. Because I say so.
[might rewrite this in the future for future artsy purposes]

Observations from my ongoing situation

• I stay in my bed a lot
• I WALK a lot
• I avoid others, both online and in real life, I feel a need to isolate myself
• I ITCH I ITCH I ITCH I ITCH
• the only way I can get consistent relief is from a cold shower
• I feel like I'm scratching my skin right off
• there are stains on my mattress, I'm sleeping on it without a sheet because I can't dredge up the motivation to actually do laundry
• I spend most of my days turning my brain off, watching youtube
• I have strange visions, ominous dreams
• did my hands always look like that? My fingers are too long.
• my old friends seem alien to me now, they don't understand
• there are other things in the world I'm noticing now that I hadn't noticed before. Had that place always been so full of hate, or is that new?
• the ways people talk hurt me and worry me now, in ways they wouldn't have before
• my phone is falling apart in my hands, it refuses to cooperate with them
• was the internet and my computer always so full of eyes on me, desires for my attention, ads in my start menu, flesh in my inbox?
• I keep walking past odd alleyways or forest paths and feeling like I need to go down them. They beckon to me
• I keep hearing strange music when I walk at night
• I have suddenly started enjoying playing the flute a lot
• my sleep schedule is unusual, I am up until 6am and I wake at 1pm
• my clothes don't fit me anymore, and I crave colorful and sparkly ones instead
• I feel like a creature, I want to walk on the balls of my feet and chitter at things
• I no longer feel positive about making myself productive for the sake of humanity. I want to go climb a tree. The city feels unnatural to me now.

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