I never really noticed how fast I think, or people think. It's so hard to translate my thoughts into words, whether its orally or written. And feelings too, they hit you in a millioneth of a second. But I believe that's good; therefore you can feel so much. Even if it's hurt or pain or jealousy or sadness. They aren't sins, they're simply a part of nature. They are part of the human condition, the spark, our consciousness of ourselves. Isn't it nuts that our bodies, from head to toe, are just the mere thought of it itself.

I've been reading a lot lately. It's so odd that this thing has hit this year. I was always bored if I had to read or write, but now it's all so electric.