By this, I mean my thoughts are forming but I'm not truly realising them until a little while later. They creep up on me. It's frustrating.
I just wish I could see my thoughts like a word document or have them keep little tabs so when one of them forms in my subconscious, I know about it.
Instead, they all seem to rush in at the most inappropriate moments of anger and pain. Like a giant test of my strength to be able to handle them when I don't want them. It's a constant battle.
Melbourne tends to let my mind wander. Perhaps it's not the city at all, just the change of scenery and people. I can feel myself having a lot of inspiration when I live here in a few months.
"Come on in, I gotta tell you what a state I'm in."
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