No one in my family, not one of my friends or classmates realized that I was going through life asleep. It was literally true: I was going through life asleep. My body had no more feeling than a drowned corpse. My very existence, my life in the world, seemed like a hallucination. A strong wind would make me think my body was about to be blown to the end of the earth, to some land I had never seen or heard of, where my mind and body would separate forever. 'Hold tight,' I would tell myself, but there was nothing for me to hold on to.
The narrator conveys an overwhelming sense of detachment from reality, expressing that neither friends nor family noticed his struggles. He vividly describes his existence as if in a dreamlike state, feeling physically numb and emotionally disconnected, similar to being unresponsive like a drowned corpse. This profound lack of awareness leads to an eerie sense of being lost in life's journey.
As he grapples with the sensation of being tossed around by the winds of life, he imagines an impending separation of his mind and body, highlighting his deep existential crisis. The narrator's plea to hold on underscores the desperation for connection and stability in a world that feels foreign and surreal, emphasizing his isolation despite the presence of others around him.
