My topics go on and on, and yet I keep writing them.
Thinking too much. Not thinking too much. Thinking this or that. That or this thinking this or that. That likes this to think that "that" is this, but not "that". Actuality, triviality, constancy, discrepancies, astrology, and entomology, all rolled up into a ball. What's this ball? Who cares? Round and round it rolls. Bump, bump.
A: "I JUST CAN"T DO IT"
B:I can do it.
A:No you can't.
B:Yes I can.
A:Noooo, you can't.
B:Yeeeessss, I Can.
B:You know the thing that we were talking about two seconds ago.
A:Oh, yeah. That thing.
A:You know. I'm trying to figure out exactly what your problem is.
Aon't you feel that your a little too antsy sometimes? A little Jitterish? I would like to help you.
B: A whaga what?
B: And what are you? "Not antsy"? Good for you. Mind your bees wax.
A: Well, If I "did" have beeswax to mind, I would definitely "mind" it.
B: Mind it.