10:43 pm, Sunday, March 5
I lie in bed and I hear rushing thoughts, my own, of course, racing through my head. I can't quite remember what exactly I was thinking about.
Suddenly all my thoughts are speeding, coming up in some amalgamation of word vomit and negativity. My thoughts get louder and louder until I can't concentrate on one thing.
It's deafening, I can't focus, everything's getting louder and louder until:
A smaller voice arises, masculine in an off way and somehow quieter yet louder than the rest of my words, it halts my train of thought, it became the only thing I heard