Lately I realized I think or imagine too little...
I get distracted easily like pausing when writing this blog post lots of times due to a cockroach that is walking here and there in front of me.
Ok its gone now...
I feel that my brain works like a malfunction radio that repeats itself and not the whole song...
Time is definately that the problem as I have lots of it to spare, but what really is bothering me? I questioned.
A toothpick, a journal bout mental patients, a winter collection, and an express of what I'm feeling....
Seems to sound quite easy to capture but the results is unimaginable yet...
This is another story,
but related.
It's about a yellow piece of paper,
yellow but important.
I've lost it and it's adding to my worries...
With so many things adding up...
My calculator broke...
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