When you're there somewhere inside your head and the ideas start swirling in you mind.
One idea goes right and the other left, another one goes straight ahead and you don't know which one to chase; you run in every direction and don't catch up with any of them before another three subject are chasing you. You run faster and faster and faster but one of them will eventually catch up with you and when it's happened?

Then it's a race between words and phrases, paragraphs and direct quotes. They're all trying to win; sometimes one is in front of the other but if the race is to be fair they all go together in sync and they form an epic team, a body and at the end they cross the finish line together.

-The beauty and pain of having a creative mind!
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