It all seemed so mundane. But it wasn’t. It was also all so bland yet tedious. How had life become that way? She didn’t know. But then again she couldn’t feel anymore. She was an empty vessel just like any on that shelf. Except she would never be full as she just always would spring a leak, sort of speak.

She packed up her materials and sighed. Semantics. Words. They meant something. Supposedly. But just not anymore. Words were heavy and she was empty.