I feel like my mind can't be contained.

I so easily fall into space.


Conscious stream of thought ...
Of existence.

All of my most profound thoughts (and yes I rank them accordingly) seem to come and go faster than the wind.
Shaking my existence for a few moments and then fleeing before I have a chance to capture it.

To utilize it ...
To share it.

This does not help the existence of a blogger.

In fact it could very well likely be her arch nemesis.





- darbs