my mind never really stops thinking about new things. It goes and goes and goes. I’m so used to it, i’ve never known any other way. do other people think like this? is it normal? does it matter? i know i see things different then most people. they way things should come together. my version of beauty. my version of purposeful. i don’t if it’s relevant or even good most of the time, but i know it’s real and authentic. it’s mine.
Funny how I can feel lonely in a room full of people that love me. There was a time when that was the norm for me. So much less frequent today but it still happens. I know that it passes. It’s never permanent. But in the moment, in the now, it can be overwhelming. The action is to just ride the wave, wait for it to pass. Tomorrow is another day and a new start.