It forms so many opinions in the course of the day. I notice that by the time I sit down to write / type the number of ideas that have floated through my head are countless. It is like a bottomless pit waiting for an anchor or boats to dock. Could this really be a good thing?
The trouble I face is that the thoughts are rather disorganized and disjointed. Like not making a head or tail or on any particular topic. Just my emotionally infused random fleeting moments of self and outer discovery. Contemplated for a while and then whistled away in the wind.
Just like the clouds…
Although at the point of conception they mean a lot. They probably still do. Maybe they have a story to be told. Maybe it is just a current of verbal emotion. It really is hard to tell. I have to slowly discover this.