Each household appliance is like a new science in my town

Not even 24 hours back and I feel like I’ve never left. What a fucking vacuum. I’m feeling nothing.

And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion
I’d get such a shock I’d probably jump in the ocean

I’m still not sure if all these places and things are the same or not. I see plenty of different things but they all are alike anymore. Maybe there are different shapes, colours, sizes, feelings, but it’s all the same not matter where I am or am not. It’s just getting all too tiring. I feel like I should do something about it, but what can my measly little old self do about anything? I really can’t. Even if I wanted to, what would I do? I’m really not certain if I’m talking about a person, place, thing, or idea. Maybe it’s an animal, vegetable, or mineral? What is it that I’m complaining about so abstractly? Am I even complaining, or just describing? Is there really a difference in those? I could describe an orange, but there wouldn’t be much to determine whether I am describing the things I loathe about it or what it actually is.
The orange is round.
The orange is orange coloured.
The orange is sour.
The orange is healthy.
The orange is stringy.
The orange is falling from the tree.
I’m still not sure whether I hate oranges or not, but you’re not sure either. So there.