Time is fluid, shifting forward and backward we just don’t perceive it. I watched a conversation unfold suddenly, and after I blinked my eyes it hadn’t happened. I was so confused.

I closed my eyes and a scene played out behind my eyelids, a half truth filled with as much fact as fiction. When I opened them again I was filled with doubt. My mind is sabotaging me at times. Showing me a different version of me. Maybe a me that I will grow into.

Everything is exhausting. Maybe I just need to get to sleep earlier. That’s not likely to happen. Especially when I’m writing these to take breaks from connecting with pieces of my past. Random thoughts that spring from reflection cause some of these thought flows.

My chest hurts a little. I took my pills this morning, so its not that. It is a little left of where I’m used to getting this feeling. Could be acid reflux. But if this is it, then I guess its it, and I should at least lay down.

Good night all

I’m sure I’ll be back tomorrow.