My brain is doing the usual thing. Ideas, thoughts, people, memories, feelings, conversations; all of these flying round simultaneously, haphazardly and constantly. Although all these things are happy ones, I feel very tired and weighted down by it all. I wish I could find a way to switch off now and then. It's like a conversation with oneself that started at the moment of birth and still continues. At the moment it's beautiful but exhausting.
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