My mind drifting around, floating around lost in a maze, drifting without control.
Time passes quickly now and yet so slowly, dibble dabble dibble dabble both at once, dancing a bizarre tango, bringing me back and shooting me forward as it wishes.
I feel more things moving inside of me, more than before but I can't look down to see what, I can't move at all, not through my own will I can't. I just move and change and drift and think as I can, as my will allows.
I now find, that I've been here a while that I like the peace and solitude, although I feel this will not be for long as I can hear, no correct that I sense others around me.
The same thing happening time and time again.