Sometimes, I like to sit and think.
I've discovered that to be dangerous.
I fall down dark holes,
Things that have happened claw their way back up to the surface.

I can't help it.
My mind wanders off.
Everything gets to me.
And then, whilst my mind is on that wander,
It stumbles upon something.
Something that makes me happy,
Sometimes it's bad.
Sometimes it can make my day.