Random thoughts of Everything

Blurry lines inside my mind

Slumped down into the chair and gazing out of my office window. I looked stern and calculating but my mind been twirling, of many things unknown, of what ifs ?  I feel like turning upside down. I know what I want without really knowing what to do.

Constant. The best word to describe me. Boring. That personifies me.  As what Shakespeare said , “  My mind is troubled, like  a fountain stirred”  My mind is at work that my countenance , my one’s self shall remain still.