What's on my mind ?. The sound of this wind blowing. The way it sighs while trying to slip through the flaws of my window's frame. Then a nothing... though this one's not just like any nothing, this one feels like a countdown, one of those that never seems to end.
From time to time it all overwhelms my mind: sometimes it just brings the calmest of thoughts. Others it's unincredibly disturbing.

Today I seem to hate the latter