I can put stuff down here, but it's not what is in my head. It isn't reaching critical mass this morning. So I'm left out there and in here.

The book, "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest", starts out with the big chief telling about something from his childhood while he is being chased. I am that same way. I always have something going on in my head while I am doing something. Basically I'm having a conversation with someone in my head while I'm trying to do something in reality.

THis is the world that I live in. I'm not really here you see. I do things in the real world but I'm doing something different in my own world at the same time.