An emotionally neutral buoyancy.
This is what it's like to feel "normal".
Whenever someone asks me a question, I spazz. I think about it first, thinking ahead three or four moves like in a chess match , then I reply with some shit that only makes sense in this future scenario. I give a nonsensical answer.
What the fuck.
I wonder if this is what my Dad feels all the time. He doesn't make any sense either.