My thoughts are like ping pong balls that never stop bouncing off the edges of my mind.


Never, not even when I sleep.


The challenge is to organize them into mental productions that have a beginning, middle and end, without being overwhelmed by so many other reasonings that are happening in the background...


Maybe there is a certain exaggeration in this analysis, obviously, but that's how I feel most of the time. And I'm sure there are a large number of people who feel this way too.