I've been distracted, but I'm not sure by what.
Something is drawing my attention away from what is real,
away from the world in front of me.
Something is filling my head with haze,
a blanket of smog that smothers the senses.
Something doesn't want me to move forward,
but can't keep me in the past.
Something is stopping time,
and I've stopped along with it.
photos by tang chan.