Decía que prefiero el monólogo antes que el lenguaje encriptado, pero lo borré

Las paredes se sienten pequeñas. El proceso lento y tendido en el tiempo va de la mano con crecer.
Maybe that statement is an excuse. I tend to forget what is the final mission of each day, or week or month. Finding peace in the mirror but being completely absorbed on my own dream-reality. I cant recognize my processes anymore. Projecting time and wishes on other people might look like an advance but it's just procratstination. More tiring than existing on a loop is to be constantly talking about it. 

Prefiero decir que me ahogo en un vaso de agua, aunque a veces lo creo.