United States I gathered up supplies and built a space rocket. Everything was fine, I was shooting for the moon; but then I crash-landed on an island somewhere. I stumbled around for the last several years, and now I've begun getting stuff together and building again. 30 followers / 5.3k words
It's too funny. My mind Is overheated. Hate when This happens. I'm all Twitchy, and Jumpy, and Unable to focus, which Is not a bad thing, just Tedious.
How do I wash myself Clean of the past that still Clings to me and makes me Doubt every action, Censor every thought, Freezes the flowing river of Change into a dull, Crystalline, still image.
The minds need feeding too, with Food for thought. Avoid stale thoughts, fast thoughts, sugary thoughts, Take in only what you'd like to Become part of you.