This is what happens when I don't write - talk about split personality!
My Mind is a Fog! My mind is a fog. I don’t care if it stays, heavy on my shoulders, weighing me down, I know that it clears – all in good time – why watch the clock? – It’s probably lying. I can’t see – Oh, poor you, the blind find their way – as I will, I just can’t question. Oh, but then you’re... Sign in to see full entry.