Utterly Mad

Virgo stared into darkness letting the balls of her palm rest on her eyes. She could hear people off and about doing things with here time, and here she was self loathing. She felt mildly pitiful, but mildly didn't care enough to have strong feelings about it or anything happening. Boredom does strike, however, and she eventually moved her hand and stared at something other than darkness. She stared at the tan keyboard. Without really thinking about it her hand fell from under her cheek and pressed on the space bar.