Three days passed too quickly. Insane speed of time.

I'm beginning to better understand what's going on. Or maybe understand is not the word but identify that what's going on around me is real. I think I've been in my own bubble of delirium this whole time and somehow I can just keep thinking that everything going to be alright in the end. I sometimes feel detached from my own body and mind. It is a very queer feeling. I seem to be floating out of my body and watching myself from behind me. Yes it has actually happened many times before. I wonder if it's normal.

I'm supposed to be stuyding but the weather is just really too nice to do anything else but laze around.