Overthinking

Let me Introduce Myself

Truly, there is nothing special to say or think about. This really is just about the thoughts of someone who is also no one. My existence in life is nothing more than a fleeting thought, like some debris that caught your eye but doesn't warrant any more attention. After all, I am just a person struggling with their emotions and thoughts, which turbulently storms across my mind or gently lead me to a joyful dream. Unable to voice my struggle, I am silent, swallowing each attempt to vocalize. However, I hope that at least the words I write in this page will allow me to at least whisper to the world the nonsense I harbor and eventually guide me to understanding myself.

During this harsh time, it gives me too much time to think about and too little to do. The provoking thoughts in my head that were well hidden when I was slightly busier are now rambunctious, echoing in my mind. My thoughts aimlessly wander as I desperately try to connect it to one viable, logical, or even sensible piece. It trails along like water but I can feel it etch itself to my core pervasively. Then, it prompts me to write in a desperate, hazardous manner unlike the eloquent writers that can make words waltz through people's minds. I am clumsy, awkward, and disastrous in writing. Nonetheless, writing gives me the courage to try.