May 30
Wandering Thougts, Wandering Conciousness
As I sit here thinking about the days going by and my life that has past up to this point. I remember the isolation that surrounds me. The way I view things are unlike others, the things i see and notice stick out, even the ideas could only be described as out there. I always wonder if this solitude is my eternal prison or if some day there will be a change.
On top of these contemplations I have also always felt like I have lost something or someone. Whatever has been lost must be found. Will I ever find it? Will the solitude ever end? Maybe someday in the future I will know the answers. That is all I can hope for.
My thoughts race the majority of the time. It gets to the point where the only way to describe it is my thoughts seem to be having thoughts. I can play through entire conversations before they finish, sometimes even before they start. Of course the simulations are not always accurate but they help the planning of how to deal with possible outcomes.
I feel I am done with my rant now. Feel better with that out.
Signing off,
Senior Petty Officer Spartan – 104
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