There are so many thoughts that run through this uncensored mind of mine and I have absolutely no say in any of it. I can’t turn it off, I can’t ignore it, and so I sit and deal with each problem as my mind creates them. And believe me, my mind never runs out of new material. May be the same problems, but there are always new factors to be considered and seriously mulled over until my eyes give way to the darkness. Five oh’ five in the fucking morning, and here I sit, eyes trained on the ceiling, dealing with another fucking problem.