It’s very hard for me to get some­one out of my mind, once they are there. I have some very odd ideas. My mind starts to won­der.

I wish it was some­thing that I could con­trol bet­ter. It’s quite an embar­rass­ing afflic­tion. If any­one real­ly knew what I was think­ing, I don’t think they’d under­stand. I always use my imag­i­na­tion to fill in the blanks, and it ends up dri­ving me nuts. It feels as if I need to imag­ine, in order to give myself hope, that my faith in human­i­ty can be renewed. I end up being frus­trat­ed at myself, and jit­tery.

Something which only music can cure.