When I drive.

I think.

Especially since my route home consists of long stretches of road.

And I’m thinking about             way too much.

And I can never come to a conclusion. I just drive myself crazy crazy crazy.

CRAZY BECAUSE I CANT TELL AND I DON’T UNDERSTAND

So now I’m just sitting here rocking back and forth as crazies do.

I’m Playing pick up 52 with the contents of my mind….

…because what else can we do when what was once stable and stacked properly gets knocked over. Falls out of place, spread out scattered all over the floor. We try to pick it up.. but sometimes we cant find where the pieces go.