I do not know what I am thinking; there is a clutter of things in my head for which there is no better answer than the cluttered keys on the keyboard, no logical order. Logically everything seems improbable, in the mess I can’t seem to find order, I know it is the place we live, the people we meet, that stimulates the way we think in that case majorly I have not thought in the last few months all I hear is a blank noise when I see in, I see myself hurling out words, but mostly it does not make any sense fucking what so ever, I really do not know where I am heading I am somewhere in the middle of somewhere, which can’t be nowhere but this is not heading anywhere I just see roads, no clue whereabouts of their destination, I have no energy to walk and just to find myself lost in the walk of life, but to stop and think does not lead to any solution…
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