&this is why I should always be occupied

Because once I start thinking, its all downhill from there. Driving on
blank highways &staring at dim stars never gets me very far. &no, I
didn't mean for that to rhyme. I start thinking about all the things
that I worked so hard to block out &then the walls I built around the
memories begin to crack &crumble &everything comes oozing out. Its
easier for me to ignore the problem &hope it goes away, but that's kind
of hard to do when there's nothing else to do or think about. &when I
finally am forced to think about things, they pour out like niagra
falls. Too many thoughts too fast. Id say goodnight right about now, but
Insomnia has been checking up on me recently- which probably isn't
helping the situation any.
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