The Window....

Dear Diary,
As I sit in my wheelchair in my hospital room there is this large window that allows u to see for miles my doctor thinks I'm going insane because all I do is sit in front of the window and stares blankly at the world....Am I going insane

*that phrase repeats in ur mind over and over again*

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