For couple of days I've been living in my own world. | I've strangled in my own thoughts | Drowned "what if" and "but why" games.

I've tried to keep the ground beneath my feet stable... | and when I succeed in that... | I shake the ground myself.

"What is her sorrow?" "It's all her fancy, that: she hasn't got no sorrow, you know". *
*Lewis Carroll: Alice's adventures in wonderland