I smell the smelly smell of something that smells smelly.

So, I told Kelly about "my feeling", it's the strangest thing. I swear.

I feel like, I'm not living my life. I experience things, of course. But, I'm watching myself live my life from afar. The days go by too fast, constantly. I have a hard time remembering things besides how I felt EXACTLY at that one time; every feeling, every thought. My mom says it's called Euphoria. It's supposedly a coping mechanism. 

I'm not coping. I'm non-existant. 

I don't like it.

I'm in Seattle at the moment.

It's smells the same (: that rainy smell.

One thing I know I haven't lost is my outlook on everything.

Life is beautiful; it's just going by too fast.