a gust of thought

[leiju]

Wow.

One moment my internal self is buried under a pile of emotional turmoil, past wounds hurrying around the re-torn cut as zombies around fresh flesh. Some minutes pass, I find a comfortable nest to sit in and write, and POOF, all of it is gone. The internal hurricane of chaos is gone, it has vanished, returned to the skies and left nothing but

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[siveys]

Just a quick random thought..

Get a voice recorder, train yourself to press the record button so that it becomes an automated task associated to any emotional turmoil, and scream your feelings, thoughts, fears, hurts out of your lungs into the recorder..

Might not work at all, but the act of putting the chaos into words, or just random voices, might bring a new elements to the pleasure, and allow yourself to go back to some of the associations later when reviewing the tape.

If everything else fails, at least your neighbors have something new to talk about :D

[leiju]

Well, considering that I already talk to myself, this might be useful. The only obstacles to me doing this are the following:

1) there would soon be so much to write about that the backlog would become a weight on my mind and I would soon come to despise the whole process;
2) I can't stand my voice and the way I talk, so why on Earth would I ever want to listen to my completely senseless rambles played back out to me?

Concerning my neighbours, something fun: I just received feedback from one of my neighbours who said that no one ever hears anything from me. Apparently I am so silent... Perhaps it's because I am more than aware of the other people in the house and that I definitely do not want them to hear me as well as I can hear them. I don't like living on the second floor... I have become used to living on the top floor, it's a bad habit :P

[anonymous]

Englisch bitte!

D ;D

[leiju]

What is it, Disney?

No comprende? ;D