my nonsense noodle mind making nonsense.. 

Mind noodles. That's what I called them and that's pretty much how I'd describe it now.

I thought everything was fine, and it was. But sometimes the stripey tape and cautionary signs are put there for a reason; once you pass them, some things start less and less sense. Like this post. I wish Blogger had a password protect function to protect you from this drivel, but it doesn't so I'm sorry, here I present my tangled mind noodles on my blog.

Maybe it's that goddamned Nobody song driving me nuts, or maybe it's because I carry the burden of many at once. Either way, I don't know what to think now. For I saw what I wrote, and it was heartbreaking and rubbish.