The beginning of an era

The mind thrives with such complexity. It yearns to make sense of the nonsensical. Obsession turning into hope, hope creeping its way into reality.

We think of what we cannot understand.
We write what we cannot tell.
And we dream of things we cannot have.

What my mind can no longer withhold, i will have to put down on paper, in words I may never understand, never remember, never tell.