I was weird the other day.

I mean, more than usual.

My behaviour was off, it wasn’t normal. And I watched myself in this state, almost as if I was separated from myself, looking in from the outside.

I spent most of the day working alone, isolated from people. Sometimes this is good, I tend to get creative in this place. But, occasionally, my mind starts to overthink, and that can quickly become a downward spiral.

When my mind is in this state, whatever interactions I have with others are different than normal. I’m not myself. Conversations aren’t what they usually are, it’s as if I’m a different person.

It’s not good, it’s not bad. It just is.

But it’s an incredibly peculiar experience.