All new

Ever get the strange felling everything is new? The road, the sky, love, fear, people you know for a million years...Your apartment seems to be different , unkind, unlike any other day... And for the worst, and for the best, yourself...
A quick glance at one's own hands and they're utterly unfamiliar... A long stare in the mirror and no possibility of recognition... What am I? Where am I? What am I doing in this God's World... It's a fragile dead end...
Nowadays I sometimes get this feeling... And so I stop to wonder! Someone allready told me the origin of the wondering problem... Stoping to wonder... Wondering instead of doing... Someone's probably right!