wanderings in loneliness

these days are strange.
I find myself wandering in and out,
of the long winding river
that we call life
of course, I am alive
and breathing
but some days just feel,
like I am going through the motions
there is a difference between being alive
and living.
I rarely feel like I am doing the latter.
‘it will pass’ I tell myself
‘it must pass’

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