My mind races in so many different layers, all connecting (or not) at the same time.
Making sense or too far-fetched.
I can make the connections because I think of so many questions to get the answer.
If not within the boundary, then way too far out there.
The clusters are proof of how my mind works,
Even though I may perceive as calm/quiet on the outside,
on the inside, there is a storm trying to make it's way into the calm.
And when restored, all is well.
If not, then the chaos continues until I make time to acknowledge the thoughts
that have been brewing.
I need you to help filter out the process.
Writing is not for the purpose of being alone,
but for the reason to connect.
This is where my realization lies now.
