Unnecessary Author Note - "Crazy Mind"

You see? There's a moment when you feel tired by doing nothing. You feel just too busy to do something, while in fact you have exactly nothing to do.

The only thing that make you feel so damn busy is ... well, that's your own mind. Like you feel you're so busy thinking about what to think. And everything just easy-come and easy-go in your head. It does feel like you have a big problems but you know that you just realize it now, because you don't usually think those as your big problems. Easy-come and easy-go, remember? And it's no big deal. So you'll skip that again.

Then you just feel so damn crazy to think all of this unnecessary things. Like ... 'Should I do something beside thinking all of this?' But you know you have nothing to do, right? And you desperately need to do something, like ... anything! So you suddenly become an extremely nice daughter–or son, whatever—in the world by obeying your mom's order, well ... anytime! But you just realize, again, that you already doing all the stuff for your beloved mother from the first time you feel you have nothing to do.

So it's feel like you're back to the begining. But you're not, of course. Well, I know ... now you think that it'll be fun to find song that represented your damn freak emotions, right? So you're searching and searching. Not long, I suposse, you come to the point that you've sang all the song you know and all new song that you've searched. And you keep feel it wasn't enough.

Now there's a hole in your heart–or in your stomach, maybe between those—that ask to be filled. Then you start eating, like ... everything. Healthy food, junk food, snack, anything you can find in the refrigerator. If you find nothing, you'll make them. You know that it would be bad somehow. But again, you feel desperate to filled your mouth with something! Like every food feel like the most delicious food you've ever taste. Now your mind think nothing but ... 'What's on the table? What in the regrigerator? What to eat? What can I eat? Why there's nothing to eat?' So you're now can no more find food–because you stupidly eat all of them, and you start to feel nothing to do left ... again.

I know it was totally a freaky damn cyclus, over and over. Well ... welcome my world.