5 minutes here, 5 there. My mind is no longer running, it’s sprinting. I couldn’t bring it to reason today, I’ll try again tomorrow.
I’m moving, you know. Moving apartments, cities, countries, continents. My scattered mess is all over the room, just like my ideas and my energy.
This temporary whirlwind will come to a halt soon, that much is certain.
… So tomorrow I will try again.