Mental surge

For some reason people tend to fill time with some random things that could apparently be useful in some way… but we forget sometimes time must be lost for more to come, and it works well for me. Each second I loose is filled with my thoughts. There is so much it spills into my fingers and ends under your eyes. But there’s no great problem with that, because I can think as I want, there never was a limit actually. And yes, I have a wired way of sitting, that gave me the funname of "Sea-cucumber"