There are so many things on my mind that I hardly know where one thought ends and another begins. Thoughts and questions map out a network of constellations in my mind, all weaved together and intertwined artistically like the threads of a dreamcatcher.
How can I put everything right? This chaos, this insanity...all the terrible and beautiful disruption; whatever am I to make of it?
It is funny really, when I write it all out, the answer seems so obvious...
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Speculations of an Artistic Mind: Jane's Thoughts
Non-FictionEveryone has thoughts. These ones are mine.
