And for a moment my hands seemingly removed themself from my body, in the pitch black room, violently sending messages of desperation into the void of a screen.
And for a moment my hands seemingly removed themself from my body, in the pitch black room, violently sending messages of desperation into the void of a screen.
They took away my human emotion, translating it into a dry text without tone.
And the messages I sent were almost from a mind of their own, fuelled by rage I had never seen coming.