The Eleventh: Curious

I don't understand how the biggest event in my year goes past and I don't write anything about it. Is it because I'm afraid that this could get picked up by someone and it could get leaked? I'm not that important, but the subject matter is. My whole life has been restricted that way. No photos, no stories, no nothing. Just the thought. But that's not what counts.

The Tenth: Disease

I like multiple meanings in titles. It happens often with films, right?

I write "Disease" for this post because that it was is spreading through my family right now. It's a nasty virus that my dad, brother-in-law, and two nieces both have. I'm basically just waiting for it to strike me next. But another "disease" to which I am referring, is that of my own thoughts. There are thoughts that are so intent on consuming the rest of the reasoning that resides in my mind, that I start to wonder where all of the other ones are. I strongly dislike having a lack of levity in my day-to-day life. That is to say, I appreciate the inappropriate lack of seriousness that normally infiltrates my thoughts. These days, it seems that I can only think of bad outcomes to good events. I also have a tendency to instantly think of the worst case scenario. I swear I must've written that on here before. I feel like a broken record sometimes. You hear that non-existent following of readers! A BROKEN RECORD!

Those are my thoughts.

I could go on, but the plague of thoughts that are sauntering through my mind currently on related topics are too great to type.

I realise that I've written all of that in a semi-formal way. I find it bizarre that the 'writer' in me tends to do that subconsciously. Just another thought.