Synapses firing,
Schedules, songs, and grocery lists...
My brain never sleeps.
*This is for the "Never Ending" prompt over at One Single Impression this week; be sure to stop by there to see all the wonderful poetry!
"To myself I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me." -Isaac Newton
6 comments:
I know the feeling.
Nicely put.
Love "synapses firing." What a great start. It could be worse, you could be borderline OCD like me and be counting all the time. I'd prefer songs. Well, except for Youngest's.
Excellent poem for this prompt.
Never does! Beautiful one.
I have this song stuck in my head now: I'll have a never ending love for you, from now on, that's all I wanna do. From the first time we met I knew, I'd have a never ending song of love for you.
Do you remember that song? It's really stuck in my brain now!
My thinking never ever ends! I wish it would, sometimes.
Amen, Sis! I don't know any woman who does not suffer from the same syndrome. I think the song thing bugs me the most.
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