Sometimes your brain feels like a stationary bike, going and going and getting n o w h e r e, but isn't that your purpose? isn't it good to think about things so deeply that there's a pounding in your chest and an aching in your jaw, a screeching of your gears which jabs you with the glaring reality that you are alive, but stuck running a marathon that you can't truly participate in because in the end, you are stuck inside by your own design?
Either way, I think that's what they mean when they say your wheels keep spinning.
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