Dizzy.
These days, I've been plagued the my own disruptive thoughts and non-ideas. These voices in my head that speak only to threaten me, to throw questions at me and hide the answers away. Day and night. There's no escaping them. I tried to cooperate to find a solution. I made practical steps to find an answer. Yet my head, my brain, refuses to cooperate. Like a whale swallowing all that's in its path, yet only consuming the smallest of them. Nothing gets through. Nothing is accomplished. At the prime of my time, I question my function in this society. Is it that I have always spent time with my elderly parents? That my thoughts and ideals are one of a retired person? Running circles again and again and again and again. I stepped onto this merry-go-round, and I should be the one to step off of it.
