*stabs brain repeatedly.*
I hate it when my mind is being strange, unidentifiable, and existential. Something is bothering me and I can't tell what. It's like the back of my brain is all fuzzy and trying to figure something out that I don't know about. Usually I am pretty in touch with my subconcious, even when it is working on something. But not this time. I feel like everyone knows something I don't, and the back of my mind knows it but won't tell me. Its that feeling when you can't tell that someone is in the room with you or looking at you, but the little hairs on the back of your neck stick up.
The low frequency buzzing of thought in the back of my head is starting to drive me nuts. Hopefully I can figure it out soon. I don't like being this internally moody. Stupid brain. *stabs it one more time and goes back to work*