Inside-out shell

I keep being pulled from my shell.  I don’t realize it as it happens — and then it’s too late to go back in.

Inside my shell is the only place I feel I belong.

After a while, the shell turns itself inside out — and I find myself looking in at the world — the whole world — all contained with a single shell — and I watch it without being part of it.

But when I get pulled from my shell, I lose that capability — and my view is restricted to the people around me — and I feel terribly out of place.

I am connected — but just to nothing or no-one in particular — unless you want to count Mark – but he’s just in my mind….
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