Roused

Been looking at the blog/book where thoughts, which are meant to be unseen by others, are being entered into.

A lot of distraught-ed thoughts.
A lot of crazy individual moments.

Thought it didn't feel like myself.
Perhaps I have schizophrenia. Haha.
Maybe not.

I should have a book to write happy thoughts instead.
And have selective amnesia for unhappy ones.

Good morning world!