It was a strange situation for this. I did anyway, and it seemed weird, to me. Not sure how the rest might've thought, or, have even noticed for that matter. But did I really care? For I was deeply engaged in self conversation. Disturbing topics. The other had wished to bring up; I have no control. Or perhaps, I hadn't want to interfere in the first place. Then all was fine again, like usual, whenever it comes haunting that is. Hahz. I'm always so forgetful, so instantly forgetful.

Solitude isn't an all time hideaway for a soul in need of refuge after all. Perhaps, communication is key.

It's incredulous. The fact that the brain of mine generates thoughts which I myself can't fully comprehend? Wonder if this happens to you too.