When I am alone my thoughts begin to swirl. They flow up and down and all around. I never know where they will go. Sometimes I remember. Sometimes I imagine. I think of places I wish I was and places I have been. I think of thoughts and conversations. I think of people I miss and people I don’t know. It never seems to slow.
I end up here. I end up there. It can be quite dizzying. When I try to stop them, they speed up as if they do not care. But when I want to write them down they laugh and disappear.