There are a hundred thoughts and a hundred things to worry about or not worry about.
All that is happening is, my brain has shut down. It just doesn't want to think anymore.
It screams out loud early in the morning for a holiday. It has been working for a person who loves holidays. And now it actually realises why it wants a holiday.
Holiday means going away from this place, just letting it go. Leaving the people here and the thoughts here. In my happy place.
Every single minute of every single day it cries out loud. So much so that it has now stopped thinking. No thoughts, no emotions. Insensitivity is slowly creeping into the head.
Mind you, (haha, what an irony) you mind, go for a holiday. Breathe out. There is too much air inside.