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Blank is the word I would use to describe how it feels inside of me now. It doesn't matter what I read or what I study ... things don't really stick. It feels like I'm in a white room with no windows or doors - its just blank in every direction. I feel almost like a clean slate with nothing written on me... for example I was reading the Divine Hours yesterday for prayer and the scripture that I read felt as though I had never read it - like it was totally brand new. It's hard to explain the feeling really because I knew in my mind that I did know the scripture ... it was really just how it 'felt' as I was reading. It's hard to hold onto things - and things still feel like they do not penetrate all the way down.