Some days are noisier than others.
Today is a "noisy" day.
The brain begins to fill with weird questions, thoughts that don't seem to link up, or fit with others. Emotions swell from anxious despair, to inappropriate elation. And everywhere in between.
And a feeling of desperation from the piles and piles of "unmentionables"...the thoughts that leave one sort of stranded, searching every friend in hopes of finding a confidant in whom to confide.
Knowing that most of it is best left unsaid, as there will be an immediate recoil of regret once the words are spoken.
Restless sleep that builds, and builds, until days have passed without sleep. Awkward paranoia. Fragile ego.
Whether it's genetics, or life experiences that created this, I do not know. But I don't suppose knowing would make days like this any easier.
Today is a "noisy" day.
The brain begins to fill with weird questions, thoughts that don't seem to link up, or fit with others. Emotions swell from anxious despair, to inappropriate elation. And everywhere in between.
And a feeling of desperation from the piles and piles of "unmentionables"...the thoughts that leave one sort of stranded, searching every friend in hopes of finding a confidant in whom to confide.
Knowing that most of it is best left unsaid, as there will be an immediate recoil of regret once the words are spoken.
Restless sleep that builds, and builds, until days have passed without sleep. Awkward paranoia. Fragile ego.
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| I may be crazy, but at least I'm not crazy! |
Whether it's genetics, or life experiences that created this, I do not know. But I don't suppose knowing would make days like this any easier.
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