Sometimes, even when you know that there will not be a conclusion to your thoughts. You go there anyway. Play the scene in your head, wonder about what was thought, or think up hypothetical conversations. How did that smile look? Did you see me differently? Did you discover something else?
And some things have no end...bass, and notes, and drums, and footwork, and sweat...and this vast stretch and this deep breath.
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As instrusive and annoying as those thoughts may sometimes be, I absolutely love them when I can't fall asleep sometimes.
Unless they're ones reminding me of a broken heart!!
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