This afternoon I had to crash on the bed because I couldn't stand living in my head for one moment longer. Thoughts sprinting to nowhere. As I was drifting away, I started to wonder who I am - am I the calm voice who can no longer stand the noise, or am I the noise?
I felt a profound urge to split the two voices apart, like siblings who need to be separated before they cut the others' hair in her sleep. If I don't stop me, who will?
