DRAFT NONE

I've come to realize that my mind is an overloaded place. I usually come to this realization at least three times a year, every year. There's a certain perspective I try to visualize it from, which I'll try to verbally explain here. I'm curious if anyone else sorts out how they think like I do. Picture singular thoughts; remember to take your medications, call your grandpa, reply to a text you forgot about, etc. Each individual starting thought sits on this proverbial bottom row, with…

Has this ever happened to you? You’re suddenly aware of an itch you can’t scratch and you’re not even sure you’re actually itchy or if it’s all in your head? There's a feeling there, something, somewhere, but you can't quite place its location. Maybe you're reaching out to nowhere, unsure of what you're reaching for? Or you’re momentarily aware of how strange it is to be alive, walking around in a body that isn’t actually you but holds your sentience and operates your every move like a machine?…

My last post was a labour of love toward one of my then-present mind spirals and, while I'm super proud of it, I'm left struggling with how I want to approach a new one. Life has been monotonous for a while. I've been gone on a fleeting mission to find writing inspiration. As a fervent lover of media in most of its malleable forms, I've been watching, listening, and reading a lot. This year I've watched 50 movies so far (peep my letterboxd), been consumed by new tv releases (ily Pittlings), and…