Into the vortex of a turbulent mind.
Why is this? Why do we thrive on the turbulance? Why is it in turbulance that we feel ALIVE but not in calm? I hate that I am this way and while I have contained it somewhat it's still there. It still exists. I can feel it clawing trying to escape. Trying to break free every moment of the day.
Leave me a comment! It makes me feel good and less paranoid about talking to myself =)