curiosities
I think a lot, much like inaudibly talking to myself. Often to the extent that I feel the need to write them down. I love writing because it drains out my feelings and also because it feels so great to occasionally discover a crumpled sheet of dried emotions in odd places and read what you wrote in the past. It usually makes me laugh to think that I got so sentimental over petty things but then, that laugh is very much needed.
