There's a lack of color here.

I've found myself in a rather peculiar state. There is no "happiness" and there is no "sadness", just a calm sense of knowing. Knowing, but not healing. Speaking, but not curing. In fact, it's quite abysmal in many ways, but also, it remains quite interesting. There are things I don't really understand, but then are those things that seem to hit me on a gut level so quickly and precisely that it unhinges me. The mind holds a very powerful connection into the souls of others.