These little thought bubbles, they come and they go, before I can even figure them out. Which means I sometimes find my mind working backwards trying to create some meaning or reason for the little thoughts. A good day but I can't say why. Busy maybe. I feel like everyone is in 'party mode' in the lead up to christmas. People seem to be a bit 'nicer' for want of a better word. Lucky they can't read or even sense what's in my head. It seems to be all too easy for most people to let the words tumble out of their mouth while an entirely different conversation is going on in their head. All for social ettiquete. Some days I just tell the truth about how I really am and people are shocked to hear that "I'm not good" thank you. Thank you, thank you for asking, but forgive me for telling the truth. The truth hurts and most people don't want touch it.